Cherry Go Go

She loves the lights down in Hollywood

She wears her leather tight cause it feels good

She goes uptown, downtown, all over town

Looking for the boys who say, “Go!”

They say, “Go Cherry Go Cherry Go Go”

You always know when she’s in the room

Cause the boys and the leather dykes swoon

She’s on the verge of insane

She’s always picking the brains

Of the boys who tell her to “Go!”

They say, “Go Cherry Go Cherry Go Go”

Her pouty smile might soothe you

But she’s been sent here to move you

Though she seems like a wreck

It’s you she’ll reject

cause she’s after the boys who say, “Go!”

They say, “Go Cherry Go Cherry Go Go”

written by Bradley Jacobson

copyright © 2002 Union City Music/friedAir Music.

Guilt

I feel guilt, I feel guilt

Though I know I’ve done no wrong I feel guilt

I feel guilt, I feel guilt

Though I know I’ve done no wrong I feel guilt

I feel bad, so bad

Though I ain’t done nothing wrong I feel bad

I feel bad, so bad

Though I ain’t done nothing wrong I feel bad

I never lied to my lover

If I did I would admit it

If I could get away with murder

I’d take my gun and I’d commit it

I never gave to the rich

I never stole from the poor

I’m like a curious child

just give me more, more, more, more

I feel blood, I feel blood

Though I feel it in my veins it’s not enough

I feel blood, I feel blood

Though it courses through my veins

it’s not enough

I never stole a scarf from Harrod’s

But if I did you wouldn’t miss it

I never took a doll from Lovecraft

But if I did you know I’d kiss it

I never stole from the rich

I never gave to the poor

I’m like a curious child

Just give me more, more, more, more

I never lied to my lover

If I did I would admit it

If I could get away with murder

I’d take my gun and I’d commit it

I never gave to the rich

I never stole from the poor

I’m like a curious child

just give me more, more, more, more

written by Bruce Reynolds

copyright © 1979 Airstream Music Ltd.

I’m Gonna Getcha

It’s 11:59 and you’re hanging on the phone

Waiting for an answer, a lover to bone

Looking for a number, just to set the tone

I’m always listening and driving past your home

I know where to find you, I know your car

I’m always searching under the stars

For a coincidental meeting, a surprise chance

Just look in your rear view and give me a glance

You can’t run away, no place is safe

No where I can’t find

I’m Gonna Getcha and you will be mine

You keep on looking over your shoulder

Accidents never happen, never in order

There’s surprise endings, the strangest of plots

I’m touched by your presence

and that’s what you’ve got

You can’t run away, no place is safe

No where you can hide

I’m Gonna Getcha and you will be mine

You’re on the 442, headed for Detroit

I’m right behind you in my little GTO

Keep your eyes on the road,

keep the wheel steady

If you don’t love me you’ll die young but pretty

You can’t run away, no place is safe

No where you can hide

I’m Gonna Getcha and you will be mine

I’ll walk down the mall

Stand over by the wall

Where I can see it all

I’ll find out who you call

Lead you to the supermarket

Checkout some specials and rat food

Get lost in the crowd

written by Bradley Jacobson

copyright © 2002 Union City Music/friedAir Music.

Incorporates lyrics from One Way Or Another

written by Deborah Harry and Nigel Harrison

copyright c© 1978 Monster Island Music/Chrysalis Songs.

Live Love Be Free

I have felt myself drifting away

Bound by illusions and lost in shades of gray

But inside of your arms

I’ve felt the warm presence

Of love and surprises on wings bound for Heaven

You’ve met all the way

You’ve made it all worthwhile

I just have to say

You’ve got me beguiled

Live Love Be Free

Live love for tomorrow

Live Love Be Free

Live love for one another

Live Love Be Free

Live love for tomorrow

I have been aware of my own demise

Lost in my solitude and so afraid of lies

But inside of your heart

I’ve found a safe haven

To love and to be loved in equal persuasion

You’ve brought me from the dead

You’ve made it all so right

You have brought my head

And my heart to life

Live Love Be Free

Live love for tomorrow

Live Love Be Free

Live love for one another

Live Love Be Free

Live love for tomorrow

Live Love Be Free

Live love for one another

Live Love Be Free

Live love for tomorrow

written by Bradley Jacobson

copyright © 2002 Union City Music/friedAir Music.

Pseudo Suicide

They say she died

Drowned in the river of love, the sea of lies

Her unwilling soul transcended into flames

As her feelings go from sadness to rage

And the wise old stars just turned the page

But the papers lied

Like blood on the printed page

Changing the color of the sky

The harrowing screams of savages at play

Couldn’t keep her calm or keep her away

Until all her shattered dreams came to fade

I can hear her screaming,

“Let me out, let me in

Let me die out, let me begin”

But all the voices only responded with a pitiful cry,

“We’ve lost the power to win and the will to try”

It was Pseudo Suicide

The newscaster speaks

Screaming of horror stories

week after week after week

The power planet runs its crooked course

While deep in the streets the blood begins to pour

As lives are forsaken to even the score

An old man starts to cry

As he faces all of his weathered years gone by

He’s seen the images since the day he was born

Tortured lives riding on the wings of scorn

Grabbing everyday for the rose

Getting pricked by the thorn

I can hear him screaming,

“Let me out, let me in

Let me die out, let me begin”

But all the voices only responded with a pitiful cry,

“We’ve lost the power to win and the will to try”

It was Pseudo Suicide

The walls grow high

As paupers and peasants and the sun go by

Warped faces in a maze of pain

Looking for happiness but finding hollow again

Coming up for air and drowning in the rain

I can hear them screaming,

“Let me out, let me in

Let me die out, let me begin”

But all the voices only responded with a pitiful cry,

“We’ve lost the power to win and the will to try”

It was Pseudo Suicide

written by Bradley Jacobson

copyright ©  1993 Union City Music.

Wish

I wish I could open up your skull

And take a look inside

I’d pull out the contents of your head

and leave them in the sun to dry

I’d sort through the pieces that hold my name

And I’d put them back in

You could memorize frame to frame

And take another look at me again

And you would love me and you would need me

Yeah, you would need me then

You would want me and you would see me

Yes, you’d see me again

Yes, you would love me then

I wish I could cut out the latchings of your tongue

And hold on tight

I’d savor the flavor and I’d run

Your love right over mine

I’d pull hard and open up your lips

And you’d say what I want to hear

We’d fall together in each other’s grips

And we could talk again without fear

Cause you would love me and you would need me

Yeah, you would need me then

You would want me and you would see me

Yes, you’d see me again

Yes, you would love me then

Reality comes in doses

Maybe I need psychosis

But you would love me and you would need me

Yeah, you would need me then

You would want me and you would see me

Yes, you’d see me again

Yes, you would love me then

written by Bradley Jacobson

copyright © 1997 Union City Music.

Outside

You dream in color but you live in black and white

There’s a rage that’s burning

and it’s taking over your life

Because you can’t be the witness

when you’re the scene of the crime

Of a love forsaken with

a murderous gleam in its eye

What can you do and what can you say

When you feel like you’re fading,

You’re fading away

You feel like crying

Cause your love is dying

And you find yourself on the Outside

Though you feel like running

The pain keeps coming

And you find yourself on the Outside

Your life is in ruins and your soul is torn apart

As you stand alone with

The knife plunged deep in your heart

But the fingerprints on the weaponry

belong to you

And no matter how you cover your lies

you can’t escape that truth

So what can you do and what can you say

When you know that you’re fading

You’re fading away

You feel like crying

Cause your love is dying

And you find yourself on the Outside

Though you feel like running

The pain keeps coming

And you find yourself on the Outside

You feel like crying

Cause your love is dying

And you find yourself on the Outside

Though you feel like running

The pain keeps coming

And you find yourself on the Outside

written by Bradley Jacobson

copyright  © 2002 Union City Music/friedAir Music.

Mexican God

Could’ve met you in the bar

Could’ve seen you driving your car

But I caught you walking down the street

I knew I loved the darker meat

Now you can’t run and you can’t hide

You’re a god and you’re all mine

Bring your love under my chest

Under my neck and into my face

You Mexican God

Past my arms, through my legs

Under my thighs and into my

You Mexican God

My Midwest mouth starts to water

When I see the south of the border

You can make me into divine

When we mesh with the ancient minds

Now you can tell and you can see

You’re the god of pleasing me

Bring your love under my chest

Under my neck and into my face

You Mexican God

Past my arms, through my legs

Under my thighs and into my

You Mexican God

Aztec, Mayan, ancient ruins

You’ve got love power from ancients brewing

Every time I think that you’re through

I see you coming with that Mexican moon

written by Bradley Jacobson

copyright © 2002 Union City Music/friedAir Music.

Speaking In Tongues

You say you love me never let me go

But there’s something that I need to know

What do you feel when you touch my hand

Is it real, is it something we don’t understand

There’s things to say but I can’t find the words

I want something special that you’ve never heard

A feeling that conveys so strong

That we’re together and that we belong

But it feels like I’m Speaking In Tongues

I want to come to you but my body’s all numb

You are the light that shines my way

Tell me something on how you feel today

Make me aware that you really believe

In our love and our natural need

To be together in a life always

A million words that will never convey

So it feels like I’m Speaking In Tongues

I want to come to you but my body’s all numb

and it feels like we’re Speaking In Tongues

I want to come to you but my body’s all numb

Our love is strong and it will survive

So you assert with your knowing eyes

But my essence is of stormy air

I need some words with poetic flair

Tell me something I need to know

If you love me can you say it’s so

Cause it feels like I’m Speaking In Tongues

I want to come to you but my body’s all numb.

written by Bradley Jacobson

copyright © 2002 Union City Music/friedAir Music.

Life

Your life is full of pleasure and some pain

And you think you would like to live again

You feel like you are all alone

You’re tripping on dust and skin and bones

And you want something more in your life

But your life is full of commotion and chaos

And you won’t even try to find your loss

You look to the world for empathy

But you find it in the soles of stranger’s feet

And they won’t even invite you in their life

But their lives are filled with desire and greed

And they can’t give you all the love you need

So when you look up to the endless skies

Remember me and my lover’s eyes

And you’ll have a home here in my life

But your life is full of commotion and chaos

And you won’t even try to fight the loss

You were drowned out so long ago

By the cries and the wails of a weary soul

And you won’t even let me in your life

Cause your life is full of pressure from the pain

And you won’t even try to love again

So when you look for someone to care

Don’t look for me cause I won’t be there

I’ve started living in my own life

written by Bradley Jacobson

copyright © 1997 Union City Music.

The Victim

You wanna be my love, you wanna be my friend

Different kinds of roles lead to different ends

You bury me in the heart, you bury me in the soul

I’m not feeling pity; I have to let this go

Cause I’m not gonna be, I’m not gonna be

I’m not gonna be The Victim

Once you sell your soul you can’t bargain it back

Once your love grows cold

it’s a fair sense of attack

You can’t stop the pain, it’s just a consequence

You can start again

with your new point of reference

but I’m not gonna be, I’m not gonna be

I’m not gonna be The Victim

I’m gonna say goodbye

and walk away from the pain

It’s easier that way rather than fight again

I’m not gonna be, I’m not gonna be

I’m not gonna be

I’m not gonna be (I’m not gonna be)

I’m not gonna be (I’m not gonna be)

I’m not gonna be The Victim

written by Bradley Jacobson

copyright © 1992 Union City Music.

How Could You

I’ve seen you look at me

as if you had something to say

When you catch my eye, you drop your glance

And casually walk away

But now tonight you’ve sat me down

and said you’re leaving me

It’s so nonchalant, so rhythmic, it’s almost poetry

How can you take something we had

Turn it around make it all bad

Tear it apart, look at me and laugh

How can something that was so strong

Suddenly become so wrong

I can’t believe this is the end of you and me

So you think you can call it off

without any causalities

No questions asked, no angry words,

a blind ambiguity

But in your quest to sever all ties

you forgot about one thing

The pain and the rage

that has taken all my strength

I’ll help you pack away your heart

The selfish one that tore us apart

And you won’t have to say and see me cry

I’ll walk you to that closing door

And you won’t have to see me no more

I’ll just live with the echo of your goodbye

Goodbye

written by Bradley Jacobson

copyright © 2002 Union City Music/friedAir Music.

Lyrics reprinted by permission.