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L.A. GunsRelease by: Vertigo

L.A.Guns - L.A. Guns
The length can be different in the booklet, in the player and on the different disks.
1. No Mercy

(02:47)

2. Sex Action

(03:41)

3. One More Reason

(03:07)

4. Electric Gypsy

(03:25)

5. Nothing to Lose

(04:11)

6. Bitch Is Back

(02:52)

7. Cry No More

(01:18)

8. One Way Ticket

(04:19)

9. Hollywood Tease

(02:52)

10. Shoot for Thrills

(04:29)

11. Down in the City

(03:55)

Bonus(es):
12. Winter's Fool

(03:40)



 
No Mercy
Come on Jane, I wanna hold ya tight, yeah
Give ya love, make you feel alright, yeah
I say the things that you wanna hear
I'm gonna whisper in your ear.

Show no mercy
Show no mercy
Show no mercy

But did you think you were the only one
Just a victim of a love and run
Lonely heart and a woman in black
I broke your heart and I ain't coming back

And I'm sorry if I broke your dream
Watch your life come apart at the seam
I know it ain't fair
I broke your heart, yeah yeah

Show no mercy
Show no mercy
Show no mercy

I'll be standing in the shadows of love

Hey yeah, so I'm indiscreet
Shattered dolls and a fait accompli
I wonder why, why I keep up the chase
I'm just a fool for a pretty face

Show no mercy
Show no mercy
Show no mercy
 
 
Sex Action
Talk about love
Talk about love

I've been around this great big world, yeah
Had my share of shady deals and girls, hey
Now, I've been thinking of the coming attraction
The wink of an eye and the gleam of satisfaction

Talk about love
Talk about love

Here she comes, never get enough
of that sex action
Baby knows wherever she goes
She got sex action

Howze baby, I got the potion
You're a cool operator got the machine in motion
Now, we're all alone doing all the talking
She's got me on my back
Let her fingers do the walking

Talk about love
Talk about love

Here she comes, I never get enough
of her sex action
Baby knows wherever she goes
She got sex action

Talk about love
Talk about love

Here she comes, I never get enough of that sex action
S-E-X, who's next, yeah sex action

And it always feels so good

Girl she got style
Boy she got sleaze
Ah, she's knocking them dead
She's got me down on my knees

Now listen, I'm a sex gun lover in the heat of the night
Don't run for cover I got you in my sights

Talk about love
Talk about love

Here she comes, I never get enough of that sex action
Baby knows wherever she goes there'll be sex action
S-E-X, I know who's next for sex action
Baby knows wherever she goes
She's gonna get it (sex action)
She's gonna get it (sex action)
I'm gonna give to her (sex action), yeah
She's gonna get it (sex action)
Sex (sex action)
Sex (sex action)
 
 
One More Reason
Angel mercy, tears like rain
Hurt so good, can't feel no pain
Paint it black, drives me insane
So far gone I'm not the same

You give me one more reason
One more reason to die

Yo'be blood with no regrets
English words, they won't forget
Crimes of passion, cigarettes
Move by night he won't suspect
That you give me one more reason
One more reason to die

And I ask myself the same question
Every night
What makes me restless
What makes me fight

Car ahead eliminate
Smoking gun
That sealed their fate
Flesh and blood to instigate
85 dollars
Ain't she great

You give me one more reason
One more reason to die
 
 
Electric Gypsy
I need the highway wind blowin' in my hair
Five thousand miles I've roamed now, I'm gettin' there
This is my destiny, the way that I choose
Don't need no one to talk about
About love and blues

Round, round, up and down
Moves so fast, never touch the ground
High, high, touch the sky
Don't come down, don't make me try
Lost in space or any other place
Living my dream on the moving train
Gypsy, electric gypsy, round I blow, yeah

I remember way back when, I was just like you
Yeah, I killed myself to live, but I didn't have a clue
I got saddled in chrome and steel
750 reasons why I can't stand still

Oh no, here I go
Gotta keep moving, gotta let go
'Nother town, 'nother girl
Can't stand still till I've seen the world
Till I've seen the world, when I cry
Get in my spaceship, watch me fly
Gypsy, electric gypsy, round I blow, yeah, ooh, ah

Don't need no one to tell me to settle down
Life in the fast lane suits me to the ground
This is my destiny, the way that I choose
Don't need no one to tell me
About love and blues

Round, round, up and down
Moves so fast, never touch the ground
High, high, touch the sky
Don't come down, don't make me try
Lost in space or any other place
Puttin' my dream on the moving train
Gypsy, electric gypsy, round I blow
Gypsy, electric gypsy, oh oh oh
Gypsy, electric gypsy, round I blow
Gypsy, electric gypsy, (n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-no no no no no no) round I blow
Gypsy, electric gypsy, (oh oh oh oh oh) round I blow
Gypsy
 
 
Nothing to Lose
We're lost at the edge of time
No money, it ain't a crime
Doing things the way that I choose
Gonna make the front page news
My finger on the gun
Bang, bang, gets things done

You got nothing, nothing to lose
Street life, paying your dues
Gonna sing the young man blues
You got nothing, nothing to lose

I want dollars, sex, instant fame
Let it rock, the name of the game
Steal a car, and I'm ready to fight
Fat cop gonna read ya your rights

I'm lost on the heartbreak zone
Hold tight, don't let go, no, no, no
You got nothing, nothing to lose
Street life, pay your dues
Gonna sing the young man blues

Fall from grace, child in time
Born of thunder, one of a kind
Fire and ice, battle cry
Powers within, they multiply, yeah

Oh...

Loose gun and I can't be beat
White trash kickin' the street
A city brat gone far from home
A city brat don't want anymore,
My finger on the gun
A bang, bang gets things done
Yeah, yeah, yeah

You got nothing, nothing to lose
Street life, paying your dues
Gonna sing the young man dues
You got nothing

You got nothing, nothing to lose
Street life, paying your dues
Gonna sing the young man blues
You got nothing, nothing to lose

You gotta scream and fight
Hey, hey, yeah, hey, hey, yeah
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
No, no, no, no, no, no
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Yeah, Yeah
 
 
Bitch Is Back
Yeah and this time comes in my life, hey what's your story
Save your conscience
For some other cheap soul Puerto Rican spiritual number
And I thought "The further from home, the closer to you"

I need a whiskey, I'm bleeding gasoline
You play the starring role in my psychedelic dream
Don't need no witness, don't need no referee
They're running hot tonight, her danger symphony

Please don't save me
Don't tell me when it's time to go
It could not faze me
I only want to let you know

Bitch is back, right on track
Bitch is back, I like it like that

Let me come inside your sacred heart
Let me feel your warm embrace
I love you, hate you, confiscate you
Can't live without your face
If you're in jail, I pay your bail
I shouldn't but it's a fact
Stop the world in motion, swim the ocean
Just to get you back

Please don't save me
Don't tell me when it's time to go
It, it could not faze me
I only wanna let you know

Bitch is back, right on track
Bitch is back, I like it like that, yes I do

Bitch

There ain't no justice, no need to compromise
There's so much mystery, behind those steel blue eyes
She give me music, she give me surgery
She moves just like the wind, her dark identity

Please don't save me
Don't tell me when it's time to go
It could not faze me
I only wanna let you know

Bitch is back
 
 
Cry No More
(Instrumental)
 
 
One Way Ticket
World is turning still, it always will
I could get my fill, but something went wrong
I needed a reason, but where did it go
A change in the season when you came along

I took a ride with her one way ticket to love

And then she took me, it wasn't the same
Living is easy, life is a game
Both of us leading a life of despair
Searching for heaven, it wasn't there

So I took a ride with her one way ticket to love
Spinning my wheels around, I couldn't get enough
No destination, she's the girl I've been dreaming of
I took a ride with her one way ticket to love

I took a ride with her one way ticket to love

Now I'm breaking stones, slamming doors
Breakin' me, breakin' me, breakin' me

One way ticket to love

One way ticket to love

One way ticket, One way ticket to love
(Oh, whoa, oh, oh)

Spinning my wheels

One way ticket, one way ticket to love
(Round and round and round I go)

Spinning my wheels

One way ticket, one way ticket to love
(Round and round and round I go)

Ticket to love
 
 
Hollywood Tease
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Don't you like me, won't you invite me
Take me on back to your home
Do you think I'm easy,
Would you like to please me
Next time you're all alone
Would you say you care, rough my hair
Do whatever I please
Will you keep me in style,
'Cuz you know all the while
That I'm the Hollywood Tease

Oh, what a lonely person you are
Oh, without me you couldn't get far

Let me be rude, do you mind if I'm crude
I'll insult all of your friends
Never reprimand me,
Say you won't demand me
Promise that you like all my trends
Will you run my bath, make me laugh
Get right down on your knees
Stare in amazement at my Hollywood basement
I'm the Hollywood Tease

Oh, what a lonely person you are
Oh, without me you couldn't get far,
Oh hot dog

Want to abuse you, I'm out to confuse you
Suck your blood and leave you for dead
Hey I'm sarcastic, I'll treat you like a spastic
Ignore every word that you say
Gonna snore in your ear, spit in your beer
Do whatever I please
When I've broken your heart, I'll quickly depart
'Cuz I'm the Hollywood, I'm the Hollywood
I'm the Hollywood,
I'm the Hollywood ha, ha, tease
 
 
Shoot for Thrills
Fight! Fight! Fight!
Fight! Fight! Fight!
Fight! Fight! Fight!
Whoa

Bright lights are shining
Moves in the dark
The city streets are empty now
Except for dogs that bark

Footsteps like thunder
Underneath the stars
Alley ways come alive at night, yeah
Trouble isn't far

Born to run, born to fight
We shoot for thrills, yeah, into the night

We shoot for thrills into the night
Into the night, into the night
We shoot for thrills into the night

Fight! Fight! Fight!
Fight! Fight! Fight!
Fight! Fight! Fight!

Sleeping in the gutters
I'm dirty as a rat
Hiding out in doorways
For the next attack

Cop chase in the moonlight
Church bells, they chime
Cold blood is running
It happens all the time

Born to run, born to fight
We shoot for thrills, yeah, into the night

We shoot for thrills into the night
Into the night, into the night
We shoot for thrills into the night

Born to run, born to fight
We shoot for thrills, yean, into the night

We shoot for thrills into the night
Into the night, into the night
We shoot for thrills into the night

Baby, is there anyone?

Fight! Fight! Fight!
Fight! Fight! Fight!
Oh!
Fight! Fight! Fight!
Fight!
 
 
Down in the City
A boy shoots a gun, a girl looks for fun
Runnin' round in the Hollywood streets
Shakedown all around,
Lay your dirty money down
You can't always get what you need

Midnight's cool, right, die in the moonlight
No cure for the social disease
Sex fiends, Acid Queens, livin' on a bad dream
This town never sleeps

Down in the city
Gettin' what you need
Down in the city
Make your poor heart bleed

Livin' by the trigger, always better if it's bigger
Won't catch me down on my knees
Shake it down, lay it down, Sin City all around
Hollywood's the city of sleaze
Loose change, no-names, lookin' for a fast way
To make it to the top at the heap
Face down, gutter bound,
Laughin' at the poor clown
Walkin' on his name in the street

Down in the city
Give you what ya need
Down in the city
Make your poor heart bleed

Ha, ha, ha, ha

A boy shoots a gun, a girl looks for fun
Runnin' round in the Hollywood streets
Shakedown all around,
Lay your dirty money down
You can't always get what you need
Loose change, no-names, lookin' for a fast way
To make it to the top of the heap
Face down, gutter bound,
Laughin' at the poor clown
Walkin on his name in the street

Down in the city
Give you what ya need
Down in the city
Make your poor heart bleed

Down in the city
Give you what ya need
Down in the city
It's good enough for me

You're gonna burn
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
 
 
Winter's Fool
 
Lineup:
Philip Lewis - vocal
Tracy Richard Irving Ulrich (Tracii Guns) - guitar
Mick Cripps - guitar, keys, back-vocal
Kelly Nickels - bass guitar, harmonica, whistles, back-vocal
Steve Riley - drums

Guests:
Nickey Alexander - drums
Howard Benson - strings
Paul Kaufman - sound effects
Alan Jones - sax
 
Produced by Jim Faraci.



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