Ramones lyrics

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)

You say you're gonna leave
You say you're gonna leave me
Baby, baby

Don't say you're gonna leave
Leave me
I'm beggin'
I'm beggin' you please

You say you're gonna leave
You say you're gonna leave me
Baby, baby

Don't say you're gonna leave
Leave me
I'm beggin'
I'm beggin' you please

You're gonna leave
You're gonna leave
You're gonna leave
You're gonna leave

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

They're forming in a 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 reved up and ready to go

hangin out on the avenue
lookin for somethin to do
didnt know when we first met
that you would be such a pest
dont go callin on the phone
i dont need your dial tone
you been treatin me so bad
youre the best girl that i ever had
oh oh oh baby
oh oh oh honey
oh dont you know
you make me wanna smash you
fightin on the avenue
i knocked some sense into you
oh i know its not enough

You're loudmouth baby
You better shut up
I'm gonna beat you up
'Cause you're a loudmouth babe

Now I wanna sniff some glue
Now I wanna have somethin' to do
All the kids wanna sniff some glue
All the kids want somethin' to do

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

If you think you can, well come on man
I was a Green Beret in Viet Nam
No more of your fairy stories
'Cause I got my other worries

53rd and 3rd
Standing on the street
53rd and 3rd
I'm tryin' to turn a trick

53rd and 3rd
You're the one they never pick
53rd and 3rd
Don't it make you feel sick

Then I took out my razor blade
Then I did what God forbade
Now the cops are after me

PT-boat on the way to Havana
I used to make a living, man
Pickin' the banana.
Now I'm a guide for the CIA
Hooray for the USA!

Baby, baby, make me a loco
Baby, baby, make me a mambo

Sent to spy on a Cuban talent show
First stop- Havana au go-go
I used to make a living, man
Pickin' the banana
Hooray for Havana!

Hey, daddy-o
I don't wanna go down to the basement
There's somethin' down there
I don't wanna go
Hey, Romeo
There's somethin' down there
I don't wanna go down to the basement

Oh, oh, oh
Sitting here with nothin' to do
Sitting here thinkin' only of you
But you'll never get out of there
She'll never get out of there.
Texas chain saw massacre
They took my baby away from me
But she'll never get out of there
She'll never get out of there
I don't care, wohoho

When I saw her on the corner
She told me told me told me told me
She wouldn't go far

Jackie is a punk
Judy is a runt
They both went down to Berlin, joined the Ice Capades
And oh, I don't know why
Oh, I don't know why
Perhaps they'll die.

[Second verse, same as the first]

[Third verse, different from the first]

Jackie is a punk
Judy is a runt
They both went down to Frisco, joined the SLA
And oh, I don't know why
Oh, I don't know why
Perhaps they'll die.

Next time I'll listen to my heart
Next time, well I'll be smart
That girl could still be mine
But I'm tired of the hurt
Tired of tryin'
I'm tired of the pain
Tired of tryin'
I'm tired of cryin'

I Wanna Be SedatedTwenty-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 on a plane Hurry hurry hurry before I go insane I can't control my fingers I can't control my brain Oh no oh no 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

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 said that 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

And I don’t wanna be learned
And I don’t wanna be tamed
And I don’t wanna be learned
And I don’t wanna be tamed
And I don’t wanna be learned
And I don’t wanna be tamed
And I don’t wanna be learned
And I don’t wanna be tamed

I don't wanna walk around with you
I don't wanna walk around with you
I don't wanna walk around with you
So why you wanna walk around with me
I don't wanna walk around with you

Go home Ann
Go home Ann
Go home Ann
Ann go home

I had you in my bed last night
I did what I wanted to do, well all right
Go home Ann, it's almost funny
Go home Ann, it's almost done

I never said I loved you
Never said I cared
This won't last forever
There is something in my heart

Go home Ann
Go home Ann
Go home Ann
Ann go home

I tricked you, had my fun

I know a place
Where the kids all dance
I know a place
In Paris, France

Chop Suey [x2]

I know a place
Where they really move, yeah
Whomp bomp flip flop
Slam dance screw
Chop Suey [x2]

Chop Suey [x2]
Suey ah ahhhhhh
Chop Suey

She's the one
That's got that beat, yeah
She's the one
That's got that beat
Chop Suey [x2]

She's the one
That's got that beat
Got those crazy

Now that you're gone, I feel the pain
My heart trembles, I call your name
I miss your touch, your soft blonde hair
I keep searching for an answer, it just ain't there

And I don't want to live this life
And I don't want to live this life
And I don't want to live this life anymore

Everywhere I turn, the finger points on me
You'll never understand I'm in misery

I can't be
Do what you want with me
I can't be
Do what you want with me

Now you say you wanna live with me
One-two-three, you wanna have a family
Now you say you wanna do my laudry

I'm a shock trooper in a stupor
Yes I am.
I'm a Nazi schatze
Y'know I fight for fatherland
Little German boy
Being pushed around
Little German boy
In a German town
Today your love, tomorrow the world

I want you around I want you around

They're telling us They're gonna make a fuss
About the two of us

I want you around I want you around

I know what you're thinking about That you must have some doubts
I know what you're thinking when you find out I want you around

You know if it comes true I'll be so good to you
I'll never treat you cruel As long as I've got you around

Hey baby won't you take a chance
Say that you'll let me have this dance
Well let's dance; let's dance.
We'll do the twist, the stomp, the mashed potato too.
Any old dance that you wanna do.
Well let's dance; let's dance.
Hey baby yeah you thrill the soul, hold me close, don't you let me go.
Well let's dance.
Hey baby if you're all alone, baby you'll let me walk you home.
Let's dance.

i lied, i lied
come back, come back
come back, she cried
i lied, i lied
i tried, i tried
come back, come back
come back, she cried
i lied...

oh oh no nothing to worry about
oh oh no nothing to worry about

i lied, i lied
come back, come back, come back she cried
i walked out, i walked out, i walked out
down the drain
of something else, i was in it

yeah, yeah, there's a girl i know
yeah, yeah, well i love her so
well she's a little of this, a little of that
she makes my heart go flicker and flap
oh baby, baby i just love her so

yeah, yeah, well she's the one
the coolest chick on the whole east coast
she makes my ?
oh yeah, yeah, yeah, she's that kinda girl
oh baby, baby i just love her so

we can go to the drive-in

Everywhere I hear the sound of marching, charging feet, boy
'Cause summer's here and the time is right
For fighting in the street, boy

But what can a poor boy do
Except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band
'Cause in sleepy London town
There's just no place for a street fighting man, no

Hey, think the time is right for a palace revolution

New York City, N.Y.C, Pretty mean when it wants to be

Black leather, knee-hole pants, Can't play no high school dance

Fuzz tone, hear 'em go, hear 'em on the radio,

CHORUS

Misfits twilight zone,

R-A-M-O-N-E-S, R-A-M-O-N-E-S RAMONES,

Bad boy rock, bad boy roll, Gabba gabba see them go,

C. Jay now hit the gas, Hear Marky kick some ass,

Go johnny, go, go, go, go Tommy o-way-o,

here comes that new girl everybody,
check her out
she wants to be part of the city
well, i'll treat that girl just like a queen
she looks kinda like a hopeless drug fiend

[chorus]
hey new girl you just arrived in town
hey new girl can i show you around
let me show you the lights of the city
let me show you every avenue
let me show you what the rock n' roll kids do

come here now little baby
come here now little girl
you look, look so sad
you can have anything in this world
why don't you go shoppin'
go to the botique, buy yourself something sexy
yer just on an unlucky street

unhappy girl, unhappy girl, unhappy girl
c'mon and cheer up

why don't you put on some music
put on your favorite song
why don't you start dancin'

i know your everything
well i know those tales you told
i smell them in the breeze
with every midnight break, i beg you take me please

i let my soul escape
well i let my blood run cold
so that my nerves would freeze
whatever it would take, to set my heart at ease

well later on it got so complicated
that little rock became the roots of hatred,

i'm not lookin' for a friend,
all i have is vanity
i walk alone into the woods
i don't take no sympathy

if that's the way its gotta be
well there's no more loyalty
somebody always tries to take the plan
i don't need no one to blame

i hope my parents never call again
i needed just one friend, could never get it
i kept my cool, i ain't to blame

i had a lotta drinks and fun