No Surprize

1971, we all heard the starters gun

New York was such a pity

But at Max's Kansas City we won

We all shot the shit at the bar

With Johnny O' Toole and his scar

And then old Clive Davis said

He's surely gonna make us a star

I'm going to make you a star

Just the way you are

But with all his style

I could see in his eyes

That we is going on trial

And it was no surprize

The boys kept kicking ass

As usual time would tell

But some bitch in the choir

Throw water on the fires of hell

She loved to show and tell

Lord, she loved to tell

But with all our style

You could see in our eyes

That we is still on trial

And it was no surprize

No surprize

No surprize

No surprize

Midnight lady, situation fetal

Vaccinate your ass with your phonograph needle

I say look here, friend of mine

You scratch like you need calamine

Flamingo boots, soles a creaking

Still in love and Puerto Rican too

Riding on wheels of hell

Smoking our axle grease

Oh, the backstage is rocking

And we're copping from the local police

That's right, the local police

Or the justice of peace

But with all our style

You could see in our eyes

That we is still on trial

And it was no surprize

No surprize

No surprize

No surprize

Rock n' roll, junkie whore

Got my foot inside the door

Knock knock, knock knock, knock

Nobody's keeping score

Bad times go away

Come again some other day

Topaz and sazzafraz

Will keep the blues away

Candy store, rock n' roll

Corporation jellyroll

Play the singles, it ain't me

It's programmed insanity

You ASCAP, Or BMI

Could ever make a mountain fly

If Japanese can boil teas

Then where the fuck's my royalties...aar