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Ramones - Ramones Mania Album Lyrics



Ramones - Ramones Mania Lyrics






I Wanna Be Sedated

Twenty-twenty-twenty four hours to go I wanna be sedated
Nothing to do Nowhere to go I wanna be sedated

Just get me to the airport And put me in a plane
Hurry hurry hurry before I go insane I can't control my fingers
I can't control my brain Oh no oh ho

Just put me in a wheelchair And get me to the show
Hurry hurry hurry before I go loco I can't control my fingers
I can't control my toes Oh no oh ho

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Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher




Teenage Lobotomy

Lobotomy, lobotomy
Lobotomy, lobotomy
DDT did a job on me
Now I am a real sickie
Guess I'll have to break the news
That I got no mind to lose
All the girls are in love with me
I'm a teenage lobotomy

Slugs and snails are after me
DDT keeps me happy
Now I guess I'll have to tell 'em
That I got no cerebellum
Gonna get my Ph.D.
I'm a teenage lobotomy

Lobotomy, lobotomy
Lobotomy, lobotomy
DDT did a job on me
Now I am a real sickie
Guess I'll have to break the news
That I got no mind to lose
All the girls are in love with me
I'm a teenage lobotomy
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Writer: Douglas Colvin, Jeff Hyman, John Cummings, Thomas Erdelyi
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.




Do You Remember Rock N Roll Radio?

Rock'n, rock'n'roll radio Let's go
Rock'n, rock'n'roll radio Let's go
Rock'n, rock'n'roll radio Let's go
Rock'n, rock'n'roll radio Let's go

Do you remember Hullabaloo,
Upbeat, Shinding and Ed Sullivan too?
Do you remember rock'n'roll radio?
Do you remember rock'n'roll radio?

Do you remember Murray the K,
Alan Freed, and high energy?
It's the end, the end of the 70's
It's the end, the end of the century

Do you remember lying in bed
With your covers pulled up over your head?
Radio playin' so no one can see
We need change, we need it fast
Before rock's just part of the past
'Cause lately it all sounds the same to me
Oh oh oh oh, oh oh

Will you remember Jerry Lee,
John Lennon, T. Rex and OI Moulty?
It's the end, the end of the 70's
It's the end, the end of the century
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Writer: DEE DEE RAMONE, DOUGLAS COLVIN, JEFFREY HYMAN, JOEY RAMONE, JOHN (RAMONE) CUMMINGS, JOHNNY RAMONE
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management




Gimme Gimme Shock Treatment

I was feeling sick I was loosing my mind I heard about these treatments
From a good friend of mine he was always happy smile on his face
He said he had a great time at the place

Peace and love is here to stay and now I can wake up and face the day
Happy happy happy all the time shock treatment, I'm doing fine

Gimme gimme shock treatment Gimme gimme shock treatment
Gimme gimme shock treatment I wanna, wanna shock treatment

I was feeling sick I was loosing my mind I heard about these treatments
From a good friend of mine he was always happy smile on his face
He said he had a great time at the place

Peace and love is here to stay and now I can wake up and face the day
Happy happy happy all the time shock treatment, I'm doing fine

Gimme gimme shock treatment Gimme gimme shock treatment
Gimme gimme shock treatment Gimme gimme shock treatment
Gimme gimme shock treatment Gimme gimme shock treatment
Gimme gimme shock treatment I wanna, wanna shock treatment
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Writer: DEE DEE RAMONE, DOUGLAS COLVIN, JEFFREY HYMAN, JOEY RAMONE, JOHN (RAMONE) CUMMINGS, JOHNNY RAMONE, THOMAS ERDELYI, TOMMY RAMONE
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management




Beat On The Brat

Beat on the brat
Beat on the brat
Beat on the brat with a baseball bat
Oh yeah, oh yeah, uh-oh.

What can you do?
What can you do?
With a brat like that always on your back
What can you do? (lose?)
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Writer: Douglas Colvin, Jeff Hyman, John Cummings, Thomas Erdelyi
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management




Sheena Is a Punk Rocker


Well the kids are all hopped up and ready to go
They're ready to go now
They've got their surfboards
And they're going to the discotheque a go go
But she just couldn't stay
She had to break away
Well New York City really has it all
Oh yeah, oh yeah

Sheena is a punk rocker
Sheena is a punk rocker
Sheena is a punk rocker now
She's a punk punk, a punk rocker
Punk punk, a punk rocker
Punk punk, a punk rocker




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Writer: DEE DEE RAMONE, DOUGLAS COLVIN, JEFFREY HYMAN, JOEY RAMONE, JOHN (RAMONE) CUMMINGS, JOHNNY RAMONE, THOMAS ERDELYI, TOMMY RAMONE
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management




I Wanna Live

I've been thinking it over
And I know just what to do
I've been thinking it over
And I know I just can't trust myself

I'm a Gypsy prince
Covered with diamonds and jewels
But then my lover exposes me
I know I'm just a damn fool

[CHORUS]

I give what I've got to give
I give what I need to live
I give what I've got to give
It's important if I wanna live
I wanna live
I want to live my life
I wanna live
I want to live my life

As I load my pistol
Of fine German steel
I never thought I'd be so down and out
Having my last meal
But I know I can do it
It just took a few years
As I execute my killer
The morning is near
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Writer: DANIEL REY, JOEY RAMONE, JOHNNY RAMONE
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management




Pinhead

Gabba gabba we accept you, we accept you one of us!
Gabba gabba we accept you, we accept you one of us!

I don't wanna be a pinhead no more. I just met a nurse that I could go for.
I don't wanna be a pinhead no more. I just met a nurse that I could go for.

I don't wanna be a pinhead no more. I just met a nurse that I could go for.
I don't wanna be a pinhead no more. I just met a nurse that I could go for.

D-U-M-B
Everyone's accusing me!

D-U-M-B
Everyone's accusing me!

I don't wanna be a pinhead no more. I just met a nurse that I could go for.
I don't wanna be a pinhead no more. I just met a nurse that I could go for.

Gabba gabba hey!
[to fade]
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Writer: DEE DEE RAMONE, DOUGLAS COLVIN, JEFFREY HYMAN, JOEY RAMONE, JOHN (RAMONE) CUMMINGS, JOHNNY RAMONE, THOMAS ERDELYI, TOMMY RAMONE
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management




Blitzkrieg Bop

Hey ho, let's go! Hey ho, let's go!
Hey ho, let's go! Hey ho, let's go!

They're forming in straight line
They're going through a tight wind
The kids are losing their minds
The blitzkrieg bop

They're piling in the back seat
They're generating steam heat
Pulsating to the back beat
The blitzkrieg bop

Hey ho, let's go
Shoot 'em in the back now
What they want, I don't know
They're all revved up and ready to go

They're forming in straight line
They're going through a tight wind
The kids are losing their minds
The blitzkrieg bop

They're piling in the back seat
They're generating steam heat
Pulsating to the back beat
The blitzkrieg bop

Hey ho, let's go
Shoot 'em in the back now
What they want, I don't know
They're all revved up and ready to go

They're forming in straight line
They're going through a tight wind
The kids are losing their minds
The blitzkrieg bop

They're piling in the back seat
They're generating steam heat
Pulsating to the back beat
The blitzkrieg bop

Hey ho, let's go! Hey ho, let's go!
Hey ho, let's go! Hey ho, let's go!
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Writer: Douglas Colvin, Jeff Hyman, John Cummings, Thomas Erdelyi
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing




Cretin Hop

There's no stoppin' the cretins from hoppin'
You gotta keep it beatin'
For all the hoppin' cretins

Cretin! Cretin!

I'm gonna go for a whirl with my cretin girl
My feet won't stop
Doin' the Cretin Hop

Cretin! Cretin!

1-2-3-4
Cretins wanna hop some more
4-5-6-7
All good cretins go to heaven

[repeat all]
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Writer: DEE DEE RAMONE, DOUGLAS COLVIN, JEFFREY HYMAN, JOEY RAMONE, JOHN (RAMONE) CUMMINGS, JOHNNY RAMONE, THOMAS ERDELYI, TOMMY RAMONE
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management




Rockaway Beach

Chewing out a rhythm on my bubble gum
The sun is out and I want some
It's not hard, not far to reach
We can hitch a ride
To Rockaway Beach

Up on the roof, out on the street
Down in the playground the hot concrete
Busride is too slow
They blast out the disco on the radio

Rock Rock Rockaway Beach
Rock Rock Rockaway Beach
We can hitch a ride
To Rockaway Beach

It's not hard, not far to reach
We can hitch a ride
To Rockaway Beach
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Writer: DOUGLAS COLVIN, JEFFREY HYMAN, JOHN CUMMINGS, THOMAS ERDELYI
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.




Commando

They do their best, they do what they can
They get them ready for Vietnam

From old Hanoi to East Berlin
Commando, involved again

They do their best, they do what they can
They get them ready for Vietnam

First rule is "the laws of Germany"
Second rule is "be nice to mommy"
Third rule is "don't talk to Commies"
Fourth rule is "eat kosher salamis"

They do their best, they do what they can
They get them ready for Vietnam

From old Hanoi to East Berlin
Commando, involved again

They do their best, they do what they can
They get them ready for Vietnam

First rule is "the laws of Germany"
Second rule is "be nice to mommy"
Third rule is "don't talk to Commies"
Fourth rule is "eat kosher salamis"
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Writer: Douglas Colvin, Jeff Hyman, John Cummings, Thomas Erdelyi
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing




I Wanna Be Your Boyfriend

Hey, little girl
I wanna be your boyfriend
Sweet little girl
I wanna be your boyfriend
Do you love me babe?
What do you say?
Do you love me babe?
What can I say?
Because I wanna be your boyfriend
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Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher




Mamas Boy

Couldn't keep a secret
Got a concrete skull
Couldn't shut up you're an imbecile
You're an ugly dog there's
Nothing to gain
You couldn't shut up got a
Bad bad brain

Couldn't hold your tongue
You were just too young
Like a two year old you told
You told
You are all the same jelly
Bean brain
Every one's a secret nerd
Every one's a closet lame

Ma-ma-ma-mama's boy

Don't want to work in a hot dog stand
Be a busboy messenger or a doorman
It's an abstract world you're an
Abstract man
Abstract city don't give a damn
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Writer: DEE DEE RAMONE, JOEY RAMONE, JOHNNY RAMONE
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management




Bop Til You Drop

Bop 'til you drop
Bop 'til you drop
Bop 'til you drop
Bop 'til you drop

No matter what
You just can't stop
Bop 'til you drop
Bop 'til you drop

Stick 'em up
Give me your money
You act like a big shot
But you're really a dummy
They want your blood
They want every drop

Bop 'til you drop
Bop 'til you drop
Hey!

You tried and tried
But you're a flop
You're thirty five
Still pushing a mop
No time to cop
Do the cretin hop
Bop 'til you drop
Bop 'til you drop
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Writer: DEE DEE RAMONE, JOEY RAMONE, JOHNNY RAMONE
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management




Were A Happy Family

We're a happy family, we're a happy family
We're a happy family, me, mom and daddy
We're a happy family, we're a happy family
We're a happy family, me, mom and daddy

Siting here in Queens
Eating refried beans
We're in all the magazines
Gulpin' down Thorazines
We ain't got no friends
Our troubles never end
No Christmas cards to send
Daddy likes men

Daddy's telling lies
Baby's eating flies
Mommy's on pills
Baby's got the chills
I'm friends with the President
I'm friends with the Pope
We're all making a fortune selling Daddy's dope

Siting here in Queens
Eating refried beans
We're in all the magazines
Gulpin' down Thorazines
We ain't got no friends
Our troubles never end
No Christmas cards to send
Daddy likes men

We're a happy family, we're a happy family
We're a happy family, me, mom and daddy
We're a happy family, we're a happy family
We're a happy family, me, mom and daddy

We're a happy family, we're a happy family
We're a happy family, me, mom and daddy
We're a happy family, we're a happy family
We're a happy family, me, mom and daddy

We're a happy family, we're a happy family
We're a happy family, me, mom and daddy
We're a happy family, we're a happy family
We're a happy family, me, mom and daddy
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Writer: Douglas Colvin, Jeff Hyman, John Cummings, Thomas Erdelyi
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.




Bonzo Goes to Bitburg

You've got to pick up the pieces
Come on, sort your trash, you better pull yourself back together
Maybe you've got too much cash
Better call, call the law
When you gonna turn yourself in?
Yeah, you're a politician
Don't become one of Hitler's children

Bonzo goes to Bitburg then goes out for a cup of tea
As I watched it on TV somehow it really bothered me
Drank in all the bars in town for an extended foreign policy
Pick up the pieces

My brain is hanging upside down, I need something to slow me down
Ooh yeah, my brain is hanging upside down and I need something to slow me down

Shouldn't wish you happiness
Wish her the very best
Fifty-thousand dollar dress
Shaking hands with your highness
See through you like cellophane, you watch the world complain
But you do it anyway, who am I, am I to say?

Bonzo goes to Bitburg then goes out for a cup of tea
As I watched it on TV somehow it really bothered me
Drank in all the bars in town for an extended foreign policy
Pick up the pieces

My brain is hanging upside down, I need something to slow me down
Ooh yeah, my brain is hanging upside down and I need something to slow me down

If there's one thing that makes me sick it's when someone tries to hide behind politics
I wish that time could go by fast, somehow they manage to make it last

Ooh yeah, my brain is hanging upside down, I need something to slow me down
Ooh yeah, my brain is hanging upside down and I need something to slow me down
Ooh yeah, my brain is hanging upside down and I need something to slow me down
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Writer: Dee Dee Ramone, Jean Beauvoir, Joey Ramone
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.




Outsider

I'm an outsider, outside of everything
I'm an outsider, outside of everything
I'm an outsider, outside of everything
Everything you know
Everything you know
It disturbs me so

I'm an outsider, outside of everything
I'm an outsider, outside of everything
I'm an outsider, outside of everything
Everything you know
Everything you know
It disturbs me so

Everybody tried to push me, push me around
Everybody tried to put me, tried to put me down

All messed up, hey everyone
I've already had all my fun
More troubles are gonna come
I've already had all my fun

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah

Everybody tried to push me, push me around
Everybody tried to put me, tried to put me down

I'm an outsider, outside of everything
I'm an outsider, outside of everything
I'm an outsider, outside of everything
Everything you know
Everything you know
It disturbs me so
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Writer: Dee Dee Ramone, Joey Ramone, Johnny Ramone
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.




Psycho Therapy

Psycho Therapy
Psycho Therapy
Psycho Therapy
That's what they wanna give me
Psycho Therapy
Psycho Therapy
Psycho Therapy
All they wanna give me

I am a teenage schizoid
The one your parents despise
Psycho Therapy
Now I got glowing eyes

I am a teenage schizoid
Pranks and muggings are fun
Psycho Therapy
Gonna kill someone

Psycho Therapy
Psycho Therapy

I like takin' Tuinal
It keeps me edgy and mean
I am a teenage schizoid
I am a teenage dope fiend

I am a kid in the nuthouse
I am a kid in the psycho zone
Psycho Therapy
I'm gonna burglarize your home

Psycho Therapy
Psycho Therapy
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Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher




Wart Hog

(Wart)
(Wart hog, wart)
(Wart hog, wart)
(Wart hog, wart)

(Wart hog) I shot some dope, I feel so sick
It's a sick world, sick, sick, sick
Drugs and bitches and junkies and fags
Artificial phonies I hate it, hate it

Sick, sick, sick, it's the price I pay
It's a sick world, what can I say?
Bullshit scum, they desintegrate
They steal, they cheat, they take-take-take

(Wart)
(Wart hog, wart)
(Wart hog, wart)
(Wart hog, wart)

(Wart hog) I want to puke, I can't sit still
There's sex and drugs in a nightmare world
It's a sick world, sick, sick, sick
It's a hopeless life, I hate it, hate it

It's the drugs and the lies and the ripoff bet?
It's an outlaw life, we're a renegade band
Drugs and bitches and commies and queers
Artificial phonies, I hate it, hate it

(Wart)
(Wart hog, wart)
(Wart hog, wart)
(Wart hog, wart)
(Wart hog)

(Wart)
(Wart hog, wart)
(Wart hog, wart)
(Wart hog, wart)
(Wart hog)

(Wart)
(Wart hog, wart)
(Wart hog, wart)
(Wart hog, wart)
(Wart hog)
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Writer: Dee Dee Ramone, Joey Ramone, Johnny Ramone
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.




Animal Boy

Gonna kill and destroy
I'm not an animal boy
Why don't they understand
I'm not an ape man

Don't have brain damage
I'm not a wild savage
Don't puch me around
Don't bring my head down

I'm not an imbecile
Don't treat me like an animal
I'm not a creature in the zoo
Don't tell me what to do

You don't know what it's like
You don't know how I feel
I don't have a monkey's brain
I'm not an animal

You can't lock me in a cage
This ain't the Stone Age
Better get out of my way
Someone's gonna have to pay

Animal boy
Animal boy
Animal boy
Animal boy
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Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher




Needles & Pins

I saw her today, I saw her face
It was the face I loved, and I knew
I had to run away
And get down on my knees and pray, that they go away
Still it begins
Needles and pins
Because of all my pride
The tears I gotta hide
Oh, I thought I was smart, I stole her heart
Didn't think I'd do, but now I see
She's worth to him than me, let her go ahead
Take his love instead, and one day she will see
Just how to say please
And get down on her knees
Oh that's how it begins, she'll feel those needle and pins
Hurtin' her, hurtin' her
Why can't stop, and tell myself I'm wrong, I'm wrong, so wrong?
Why can't I stand up, and tell myself I'm strong?
Because, saw her today, I saw her face
It was the face of love, and I knew
I had to run away, yeah
And get down on my knees and pray, that they go away
Still it begins
Needles and pins
Because of all my pride
The tears I gotta hide
Hey, needles and pins
Needles and pins
Needles and pins
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Writer: Jack Nitzsche, Sonny Bono
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave




Howling at the Moon (Sha-La-La)

Sha-la-la-la
Sha-la-la-la-la-la

Ships are docking
Planes are landing
A never ending supply

No more narco
No more gangster
Conservatives can cry

I took the law and threw it away
Cause there's nothing wrong
It's just for play
There's no law, no law anymore
I want to steal from the rich and
Give to the poor

Sha-la-la-la
Sha-la-la-la-la-la

It was glowing, glowing, glowing
Glowing in the dark
It was sparkling, sparkling, sparkling
Sparking in the night
I took the law & threw it away
Cause there's nothing wrong
It's just for play

There's no law, no law anymore
I want to steal from the rich and
Give to the poor

Winter turns to summer
Sadness turns to fun
Keep the faith, baby
You broke the rules and won

Sha-la-la-la
Sha-la-la-la-la-la

Keep it glowing, glowing,glowing
I'm not hurting anyone
Keep it glowing, smoking, glowing
I'm howling at the moon
I took the law & threw it away
Cause there's nothing wrong
It's just for play
There's no law, no law anymore
I want to steal from the rich and
Give to the poor

Oh baby
Oh baby
Oh baby
Oh baby

I took the law and threw it away
Cause there's nothing wrong
It's just for play

I'm smoking, baby
I'm smoking, oh baby

There's no law, no law anymore
I want to steal from the rich and
Give to the poor

Sha-la-la-la
Sha-la-la-la-la-la
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Writer: JOEY RAMONE
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.




Somebody Put Something In My Drink

Somebody
Somebody Put Something In My Drink
Somebody

Another night out on the street
Stopping for my usual seat
Oh, bartender, please

Tanqueray tonic's my favorite drink
I don't like anything colored pink
That just stinks...it's not for me

It feels like somebody put something
Somebody put something in my drink
Somebody put something
Somebody put something

Blurred vision and dirty thoughts
Feel (out of place), very distraught
Feel something coming on

Kick the jukebox, slam the floor
Drink, drink, drink, drink some more
I can't think
Hey! What's in this drink?

It feels like somebody put something
Somebody put something in my drink
Somebody put something
Somebody put something in my drink
Somebody put something
Somebody put something in my drink
Somebody put something...in my drink...in my drink...in my drink...in my drink

So you think it's funny
A college prank
Goin' insane for something to drink
Feel a little dry

Oh, I couldn't care what you think of me
Cause somebody put something in my drink
I can't think
Hey! Give me a drink

It feels like somebody put something
Somebody put something in my drink

Somebody put something
Somebody put something in my drink
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Writer: DEE DEE RAMONE, RICHIE REINHARDT
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.




We Want The Airwaves

Nine to five and five to nine
Ain't gonna take it, it's our time
We want the world and we want it now
We're gonna take it, anyhow

We want the airwaves (that's right, that's right)
We want the airwaves (that's right, that's right)
We want the airwaves, baby
If rock is gonna stay alive

Oh yeah, well, all right
Let's rock, tonight, all night

Oh yeah, well, all right
Let's rock, tonight, all night

Where's your guts and will to survive?
Don't you want to keep rock and roll music alive?
Mister programmer, I got my hammer for to smash my, smash my radio

We want the airwaves (that's right, that's right)
We want the airwaves (that's right, that's right)
We want the airwaves, baby
If rock is gonna stay alive

Oh yeah, well, all right
Let's rock, tonight, all night

Oh yeah, well, all right
Let's rock, tonight, all night

We want the airwaves, airwaves
We want the airwaves, airwaves
We want the airwaves, airwaves
We want the airwaves, airwaves
We want the airwaves, baby
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Writer: JEFFREY HYMAN, JOEY RAMONE
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.




Chinese Rock

Somebody calls me on the phone
Say hey-hey-hey is Arty home
You wanna take a walk
You wanna go cop
You wanna go get some Chinese rock

I'm livin' on a Chinese rock
All my best things are in hock
I'm livin' on a Chinese rock
Everything is in the pawn shop

The plaster fallin' off the wall
My girlfriend cryin' in the shower stall
It's hot as a bitch
I should've been rich
But I'm just diggin' a Chinese ditch
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Writer: DEE DEE RAMONE, DOUGLAS COLVIN, JEFFREY HYMAN, JOEY RAMONE, JOHN (RAMONE) CUMMINGS, JOHNNY RAMONE
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management




I Just Wanna Have Something to Do

Hanging out on Second Avenue
Eating chicken vindaloo
I just want to be with you
I just want to have something to do

Tonight, tonight, tonight
Tonight, tonight, well alright!
Tonight, tonight, tonight
Tonight, tonight, tonight

Wait! Now!
Wait! Now!

Hanging out all by myself
I don't want to be with anybody else
I just want to be with you
I just want to have something to do

Tonight, tonight, tonight
Tonight, tonight, well alright!
Tonight, tonight, tonight
Tonight, tonight, tonight

Wait! Now!
Wait! Now!
Wait! Now!
Wait! Now!

Hanging out all by myself
I don't want to be with anybody else
I just want to be with you
I just want to have something to do

Tonight, tonight, tonight
Tonight, tonight, well alright!
Tonight, tonight, tonight
Tonight, tonight, tonight

Tonight, tonight, tonight
Tonight, tonight, tonight
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Writer: Douglas Colvin, Jeff Hyman, John Cummings
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing




The KKK Took My Baby Away

She went away for the holidays
Said she's going to L.A.
But she never got there
She never got there
She never got there, they say

[Chorus: x2]
The KKK took my baby away
They took her away
Away from me

Now I don't know
Where my baby can be
They took her from me
They took her from me
I don't know
Where my baby can be
They took her from me
They took her from me

Ring me, ring me, ring me
Up the President
And find out
Where my baby went
Ring me, ring me, ring me
Up the FBI
And find out if
My baby's alive
Yeah, yeah, yeah

oh oh oh oh oh oh
oh oh oh oh oh oh

She went away for the holidays
Said she's going to L.A.
But she never got there
She never got there
She never got there, they say
[x2]

[Chorus: x3]

The KKK took my baby away
They took my girl
They took my baby away
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Writer: DEE DEE RAMONE, JOEY RAMONE, JOHNNY RAMONE
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.




Indian Giver

I can still remember
It wasn't long ago
Things you used to tell me
You said I had to know
Told me that you loved me
And that you always would
Then I said I loved you
You told me that was good
Girl, you made a promise, said you'd never want me to go
Oh no

Indian giver, Indian giver
You took your love away from me
Indian giver, Indian giver
Took back the love you gave to me

Baby, I was feeling
The way I want to feel
You had me believing
The love we had was real
Things we did together
And that we'd never end
"Now until forever," oh yeah, tha's what you said
Girl, when I was down, you said that you'd always be there
Oh, yeah, oh

Indian giver, Indian giver
You took your love away from me
Indian giver, Indian giver
Took back the love you gave to me, yeah

Indian giver, Indian giver
You took your love away from me
Indian giver, Indian giver
Took back the love you gave to me, yeah

You're an Indian giver, Indian giver
You took your love away from me
Indian giver, Indian giver
Took back the love you gave to me, yeah

Indian giver, Indian giver
You took your love away from me
You're an Indian giver, Indian giver
Took back the love you gave to me, yeah
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Writer: BO GENTRY, BOBBY BLOOM, RITCHIE CORDELL
Copyright: Lyrics © Spirit Music Group




Rock N Roll High School

Well I don't care about history
Rock, rock, rock'n'roll high school
'Cause that's not where I wanna be
Rock, rock, rock'n'roll high school
I just wanna have some kicks
I just wanna get some chicks
Rock, rock, rock, rock, rock'n'roll high school

Well the girls out there knock me out, you know
Rock, rock, rock'n'roll high school
Cruisin' around in my GTO
Rock, rock, rock'n'roll high school
I hate the teachers and the principal
Don't wanna be taught to be no fool
Rock, rock, rock, rock, rock'n'roll high school

Fun fun rock'n'roll high school
Fun fun rock'n'roll high school
Fun fun rock'n'roll high school
Fun fun, oh baby
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Ramones Mania is the first greatest hits album by the American punk rock band the Ramones. It was released on May 31, 1988 through Sire Records and consists of 30 Ramones songs, including some single versions ("Sheena Is a Punk Rocker," "Needles & Pins" and "Howling at the Moon"), a single B-side ("Indian Giver") and one previously unreleased take (the film version of "Rock 'n' Roll High School").

The album contains a booklet with a short history of the Ramones, including the release dates of all their albums. Their best-selling album, the compilation was their only album certified Gold in the United States, until their debut album went Gold in 2014.

Ramones Mania was re-released on multi-colored vinyl for Record Store Day in 2010. A sequel was released in Japan in 2000. A tribute album titled Ramones Maniacs was released in 2001; it featured turn-of-the-century punk bands covering every song from Mania in the same order.
Performed By: Ramones
Genre(s): Punk rock
Length: 76:45
Released: May 31st, 1988
Year: 1988

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