Lyrics for songs appearing on Jake Stratton's "THE SURVIVAL"

THIS'LL HAVE TO DO

 

Another day, another typical night
No matter where we go or what we do, it ends in a fight
You've got a certain way of gettin' under my skin
I'm gettin' sick and tired of always lettin' you win
Too many times we've been through it before, yeah
One minute we're in peace, the next it's nuclear war
What is it gonna take for me to get you to see
That this'll be the end of us eventually, but...

Whoa - well, here we go again
You scream and you cry and you bitch and you moan
Let's see how you like it sleepin' alone tonight

I used to think that love was always a breeze, yeah
But, now you've got me thinkin' it's a social disease
It's just another way you keep bringin' me down
Enough with accusations of me messing around!

Whoa - well, here we go again
You scream and you cry and you bitch and you moan
Let's see how you like it sleepin' alone tonight

Whoa - I see you let yourself go again
Your hair's in a knot and your face is joke
You're wearin' dirty clothes and you're reekin' of smoke, yeah

Someday when I tell you so long
I'm gonna write you a beautiful love song, yeah
But, 'till then, this'll have to do

Whoa - well, here we go again
You scream and you cry and you bitch and you moan
Let's see how you like it sleepin' alone tonight

Whoa - I see you let yourself go again
Your hair's in a knot and your face is joke
You're wearin' dirty clothes and you're reekin' of smoke, yeah

Whoa - well, here we go again
You scream and you cry and you bitch and you moan
Let's see how you like it sleepin' alone tonight

Someday when I tell you so long
I'm gonna write you a beautiful love song, yeah
But, 'till then, this'll have to do - yeah
'Till then, this'll have to do

I DON'T KNOW

 

Have you ever had a fantasy
Where everybody would just let 'ya be
Instead of bitchin' 'bout all the things you don't know?
Teachers threatenin' of failin' me
(They're no fun!)
Boss is on my ass habitually
(Demotion!)
All because of all the worthless things I don't know

Every day I turn my radio on
I hear about a million voices beatin' down like a drum
Constantly reminding me of all the things I don't know
And when they try to write me off as dumb
I'm gonna tell 'em all to shove it with a guitar strum!
And they can fade away like all the other things I don't know
I don't know - I don't know

(Hey! Hey! Hey!)
Government wants to take control of me
The NSA is taking liberties
So they can listen in on all the things I don't know
You say you're never getting through to me
(You freak out!)
You think I have mental telepathy?
(Well don't shout!)
I guess you'll always be another thing I don't know

Every day I turn my radio on
I hear about a million voices beatin' down like a drum
Constantly reminding me of all the things I don't know
And when they try to write me off as dumb
I'm gonna tell 'em all to shove it with a guitar strum!
And they can fade away like all the other things I don't know
I don't know - I don't know (Whaaaa!)

(Hey! Hey! Hey!)
(Hey! Hey! Whaaaa!)

Every day I turn my radio on
I hear about a million voices beatin' down like a drum
Constantly reminding me of all the things I don't know
And when they try to write me off as dumb
I'm gonna tell 'em all to shove it with a guitar strum!
And they can fade away like all the other things I don't know

And when they try to tell me I don't belong
I'm gonna tell 'em all to shove it with this pissed off song!
And they can try suckin' on all the things I don't know
I don't know - I don't know - I don't know!

ROCK AND ROLL WARRIORS

 

Good 'ol Chuck Berry said Hail! Hail! to rock and roll
Then Elvis Presley, he shook it up and melted the girls
Those pioneers they led a new choir
Like Jerry Lee and Great Balls of Fire
The day the music died with Buddy Holly
And Little Richard, Good Golly Miss Molly

 

And then it changed with Brits way back in '64
They crashed the gates and opened the door

Hup two, three, four they roar like they're soldiers in the street
Rock and roll warriors - a revolution to the beat
Of the drum here they come filling each and every seat
On your feet - show is on!

Then into the 70's- The force of metal with Sabbath would grow
To Kiss and Freddy  - who taught us all how to put on a show
The blues could rock with Aerosmith and Zeppelin
Guitars were gods with Hendrix and Van Halen
The boss was Born to Run right out of Jersey
And AC/DC wanted to salute me

The music clashed with the punks and all the anarchy
Like Johnny Rotten saving the Queen

Hup two, three, four they roar like they're soldiers in the street
Rock and roll warriors - a revolution to the beat
Of the drum here they come filling each and every seat
On your feet - show is on!

And when we moved to the Strip in the 80's
We took a ride on the Wild Side
With all the hair and the glam and the ladies
Until Nirvana came and pushed it all aside

 

Hup two, three, four they roar like they're soldiers in the street
Rock and roll warriors - a revolution to the beat
Of the drum here they come filling each and every seat
On your feet - show is on!

MARCH OF THE ZOMBIES

 

Nobody knows how it began
United States of Zombieland
No more police to lean on
Military is all gone
It's up to you to save your skin

They approach in the dead of the night
Walking freaks on a mission to bite
They're closing in, if you wanna survive
You better run from the march of the zombies
It's the march of the zombies

The wretched smell - blood in the streets
The only sounds - horrific screams
A vicious story to tell
Feels like we're living in hell
The human race is obsolete

They approach in the dead of the night
Walking freaks on a mission to bite
You better lock your family inside
To keep 'em safe from the march of the zombies

They're everywhere
Don't go out there!
Dear God...


They approach in the dead of the night
Walking freaks on a mission to bite
They're closing in, if you wanna survive
You better run from the march of the zombies

They approach in the dead of the night
Out on the streets, there ain't nowhere to hide
You better lock your family inside
To keep 'em safe from the march of the zombies

They approach in the dead of the night
Walking freaks on a mission to bite
Say your prayers, it's the end of your life
No one survives in the march of the zombies

It's the march of the zombies

FALLIN' IN LOVE AGAIN

 

We got a sticky situation here
The neighbor's daughter isn't playin' fair
She likes to flaunt it and she knows that I'm powerless
Back home from college on her summer break
Out by the pool, it's more than I can take
This bad obsession's gonna be the end of me
And she's only nineteen...

Here we go and I'm fallin' in love again
I know I want her, but I'm thinkin' that it's a sin
Hot little girl in her hiked-up mini-skirt
She got me wishin' I was 20 years younger
She's makin' my head spin
Here we go again...

Every night it's like a peep show
Prancing around in her underwear
Her open window - invitation to stare
She caught me lookin', but just smiled and licked her lips
You know it's true
Now, what I am supposed to do?

Here we go and I'm fallin' in love again
I know I want her, but I'm thinkin' that it's a sin
Hot little girl in her hiked-up mini-skirt
She got me wishin' I was 20 years younger
She's makin' my head spin
Here we go again...


Here we go and I'm fallin' in love again
I know I want her, but I'm thinkin' that it's a sin
Hot little girl in her hiked-up mini-skirt
She got me wishin' I was 20 years younger

Here we go and I'm fallin' in love again
I know I want her, but I'm thinkin' that it's a sin
Hot little girl in her hiked-up mini-skirt
She got me wishin' I was 20 years younger

Here we go and I'm fallin' in love again
I know I want her, but I'm thinkin' that it's a sin
Hot little girl in her hiked-up mini-skirt
She got me wishin' I was 20 years younger

She's makin' my head spin
I know I'll never win!
So, here we go again...

All songs written by and © 2014 - JAKE STRATTON