Tick tock - tick tock Tick tock - tick tock So cool .. so caramel My favourite glue .. Sirens in my closet You're the mess I'm sticky to .. My kind .. hey, trouble The crow at my door In distress, a fabumess Femme fatale I can't ignore You make the time for me You never get me wrong I never make believe I'll stay away too long Tick after tock .. I won't miss a beat Tick after tock .. you can count on me Baby I owe you and if eternal's what you want I am tick - after tick - after tock Tick tock - tick tock So rock .. so candy Mackintosh toffee to go Building cars to drive on Mars More than afterglow .. Be tart, out orange me Be why they took Tang to the Moon Luna rocks your Terry socks .. static cling was made for you .. You make the time for me You never get me wrong I never make believe I'll stay away too long Tick after tock .. I won't miss a beat Tick after tock .. you can count on me Baby I owe you and if eternal's what you want I am tick - after tick - after tock Tick after tock .. I won't miss a beat Tick after tock .. you can count on me Baby I owe you and if eternal's what you want I am tick -after tick - after - Tick after tock .. I won't miss a beat Tick after tock .. you can count on me Baby I owe you and if eternal's what you want I am tick -after tick - after tock A - E - I - O - U and sometimes why? 'Cause you are hot I am tick - after tick - after tock Lyrics & Music (c)2018 Robert James Angry Lion Publishing SOCAN/ASCAP A Division of Horace Media

Water under the bridge .. water under the bridge I was a fool to believe you When you said you believed in me I've been on my own so long Living in a stalled menagerie I was sure fooled by the twinkle Of your eyes when you scoped out the room And if I ever thought I was the prey that you stalk Well, I won't let on that I knew .. You made it all up .. all of the dreams You said you were saving for us You made it all up .. plans by the fire Pinch me -- I'll never wake up I never called it surrender My end was all soldiered up Maybe feelings are novel and new When you make it all up Water under the bridge .. water under the bridge If only a moth to be near you To see how brightly you burn The star on the stage never fading away Dreaming of her big return I never pawn my affection I am mine when I walk in the room If tomorrow's as stark and as black as your heart I won't let on that I knew .. You made it all up .. all of the dreams You said you were saving for us You made it all up .. plans by the fire Pinch me -- I'll never wake up I never called it surrender My end was all soldiered up Maybe feelings are novel and new .. I always thought you were special But something just didn't add up Now we're water under the bridge Water under the bridge .. water under the bridge Water under the bridge .. water under the bridge Water under the bridge .. water under the bridge Lyrics & Music (c)2018 Robert James Angry Lion Publishing SOCAN/ASCAP A division of Horace Media 2018

It's gonna hurt .. this is gonna hurt It's gonna hurt .. really gonna hurt It's gonna hurt .. think it's gonna hurt It's gonna hurt .. this could really hurt .. aah ah - Large time - fast train, jet plane Life on earth will stop .. Up here - I wave from Saturn The cooler side of hot Oh, no - you left me again And you never made up your mind Oh, no - don't want to believe You won't make it out on time It's gonna hurt, it's really gonna hurt If you don't bring your space face back to me It's gonna hurt, you know it's gonna hurt If you don't bring your space face back to me .. Bring your space face back to me .. It's gonna hurt .. this is gonna hurt It's gonna hurt .. really gonna hurt .. ah aah .. Long nights .. counting rings here It's warmer where you are .. I wish you'd change your flight plan Find a safety star Oh no - the shuttles are ready And you haven't made up your mind Oh oh - three hail marys' That you'll make it out on time .. It's gonna hurt, it's really gonna hurt If you don't bring your space face back to me .. It's gonna hurt, you know it's gonna hurt If you don't bring your space face back to me Bring your space face back to me It's gonna hurt .. this is gonna hurt It's gonna hurt .. really gonna hurt .. ah ah Bring your space face back to me !!!! Lyrics & Music (c)2018 Robert James Angry Lion Publishing SOCAN/ASCAP A Division of Horace Media

How come you treat me like a worn out old shoe Polish me up or go find somebody new .. 'Cause you're bad .. baby, you're bad .. Running around - all over town I get mad .. you're so bad .. What happened to the girl I used to know I bet your evil's sorely missed down below .. 'Cause you're bad .. baby, so bad .. That trident you jacked - big 'D' wants it back And he's mad .. you're so bad .. You're a she-devil, hellcat Bringing all your spooks back Tryin' to get 'em all through my door White sheet, witch hunt Bet the Halloweens are fun Hits you right between the horns .. yeah, yeah, yeah ... My nights are wasted just to sit by the phone Your instant karma cake is here getting cold .. And you're bad .. baby, you're bad .. Tell me you're mine - I know it's a line I get mad .. you're so bad .. You're a she-devil, hellcat Bringing all your spooks back Tryin' to get 'em all through my door White sheet, witch hunt Bet the Halloweens are fun Hits you right between the horns .. yeah, yeah (You're so bad ..) My nights are wasted just to sit by the phone Your instant karma cake is here getting cold And you're bad .. baby, you're bad .. You tell my you're mine - I know it's a line I get mad .. you're so bad Running around - all over town I get mad .. you're so bad mmm .. you're so bad .. mmm Lyrics & Music (c)2018 Robert James Angry Lion Publishing SOCAN/ASCAP A Division of Horace Media 2018

You get the skinny, it's radio city C'mon hit me with radio city You get the picture, it's radio city C'mon baby - it's radio city I play the dial each and every night at twelve o'clock Jon John the sky king's coming through .. "Jon John the sky king" Half-past the hour and I'm hit by an electro shock It's not the stratosphere I knew ... If it riffs and it rolls and it rocks, well it's from radio city Cooks, it steams - yeah, it's hot, well it's from radio city Shakes like a piston out of sync on an assembly line Slaps out a rhythm for the man - Black legs and miniskirts belting out the blues Thick fingers plucking out the lows If it riffs and it rolls and it rocks then it's from radio city Cooks, it steams, gets hot, well it's from radio city Riffs and it rolls and it rocks, well it's from radio city Cooks, it steams and it's hot, well it's from radio city Get the picture, it's from radio city Get the skinny from radio city C'mon hit me with radio city C'mon baby, it's radio city I ride the airwaves with the sky king on my radio Lost in the crackle and the beat "Jon John the sky king" Crepe sole and penny loafer make the strangest pair Word is "get rhythm" when I drive - and I drive ... If it riffs and it rolls and it rocks then it's from radio city Kicks, and it steams, gets hot, then it's from radio city Here kitty .. it's from radio city C'mon kitty, it's from radio city C'mon hit me with radio city Play the ditty from radio city .. play that ditty .. Here's the ditty .. it's from radio city Lyrics & Music (c)2018 Robert James Angry Lion Publishing SOCAN/ASCAP A Division of Horace Media 2018

You got the stuff .. aw you got the stuff .. Oh baby (in my best Fergie voice ..) Where'd you get the stuff .. Ah you got the stuff Early to bed, early to rise Makes a man healthy, wealthy and wise But honey you got stuff .. stuff I like yeah I'm starting to steal .. you're so hard to please Oh baby have mercy on me You got stuff .. stuff I like .. yeah .. You got the stuff .. aw you got the stuff .. oh baby Where'd you put the stuff .. aw you hid the stuff Well the stuff I like is right inside your door Don'cha know that's what I come here for Let me be the one you're thinking of .. I got a great big bucket of love Help you see stars .. you make me see red Oh baby what you do to my head .. You got stuff .. stuff I like .. yeah You got the stuff .. oh you got the stuff .. Sure you got the stuff .. oh baby Where'd you hide the stuff Well the stuff I like is right inside your door Don'cha know that's what I come here for Let me be the one you're thinking of .. I got a great big bucket of love Help you see stars .. you make me see red Aw baby what you do to my head .. You got stuff .. stuff I like .. yeah You got the stuff .. aw you got the stuff Where'd you keep the stuff .. oh baby Surely hid the stuff (where's the stuff ..) I'm starting to steal .. you're so hard to please Oh baby have mercy on me You got stuff .. stuff I like .. yeah You got stuff .. stuff I like .. yeah You got the stuff .. ah you got the stuff (surely got the stuff) show me all the stuff Where'd you hide the stuff .. oh baby Yeah .. you got .. stuff Lyrics & Music (c)2018 Robert James Angry Lion Publishing SOCAN/ASCAP A Division of Horace Media 2018

Ooh .. hot .. ooh ooh ooh hot Ooh .. hot .. ooh ooh ooh hot A nasty case of the Upton blues could lay me up for a week Morning shakes and midnight chills .. Get no relief but you're fading in style .. yeah .. uh huh .. Found me in an east end room like a match so ready to burn High-wire acts are hard to find You better hold on tight, my girl I rock and roll all night - it's been my life And nothing was ever free .. nothing was ever free Well, you're in it for a whole lotta love You wanna whole lotta love? Or you're shaking my tree .. Don't give me those Upton blues .. Don't give me those Upton blues Just this morning, half past nine, I made my way to the street Sunlight surely hurt my eyes .. still not able to see I won't try and chain you, honey .. I'm not made that way Kick off your sandals if you think you might intend to stay .. I rock and roll all night - it's been my life And nothing was ever free .. nothing was ever free So you're in it for a whole lotta love You wanna whole lotta love? Or you're shaking my .. tree Don't give me those Upton blues Give me those Upton blues Upton blues .. the death of me .. I'm running out of time Send a whirling dervish girl To weave in and out of my mind We're stuck here in this east end room And I'm a matchstick ready to burn Well, high-wire acts are hard to find You'd better hold my hand, my girl .. I rock and roll all night - it's been my life Nothing was ever free .. nothing was ever free So you're in it for a whole lotta love You wanna whole lotta love? Or you're shaking my .. I rock and roll all night - it's been my life And nothing was ever free .. nothing was ever free So you're in it for a whole lotta love You wanna whole lotta love? Or you're shaking my tree Give me those Upton blues Lyrics & Music (c)2018 Robert James Angry Lion Publishing SOCAN/ASCAP A Division of Horace Media 2018

Even through sandstorms We followed the lights Burning and weaving their way through midnight And all of the fifty horsemen That ride with the train Each of them wishing that it would rain As the sun climbed higher our throats were fire The reins burned hot in my hands The train would snake - find it's way To waterholes not on the map We'd conspire by the speck of a fire Go over it again and again .. I would die in the sand or have silver and gold for my Jane Robbing the Opium train - robbing the Opium train .. The horsemen, they drop like flies In this sweltering heat - All of the rest will be slaughtered like sheep Tonight while they make their camp Is when we attack Think of my Jane - no more rehearsing .. no more turning back As the sun climbed higher our throats were fire The reins burned hot in my hands The train would snake - find it's way To waterholes not on the map We'd conspire by the speck of a fire Go over it again and again .. I would die in the sand or have silver and gold for my Jane Robbing the Opium train - robbing the Opium train .. Close my eyes .. mmm .. see my Jane Going down .. robbing the Opium train Say a prayer - aw lord, keep me safe Glory bound .. robbing the Opium train Robbing the Opium train .. robbing the Opium train Robbing the Opium train .. Opium train Lyrics & Music (c)2018 Robert James Angry Lion Publishing SOCAN/ASCAP A Division of Horace Media 2018

Just leave ... You want it so bad And want it just right .. Something so rad - impossibly bright All here by myself Small part in this show You're not on the list .. guess you'd better go Your baby I'm not .. your baby I'm not Since you said leave .. Your baby I'm not .. your baby I'm not Since you said leave .. Your baby I'm not .. Should've been never baby But you were such a clever story Stop .. saying "whatever" It's a little too late for that .. We don't see things the same I don't work like you do No more head in the clouds .. no more I'm losing you Your baby I'm not .. your baby I'm not Since you said leave Your baby I'm not .. your baby I'm not Since you said leave Whoa, your baby I'm not .. your baby I'm not Since you said leave Just leave .. Just leave .. bye .. Lyrics & Music (c)2018 Robert James Angry Lion Publishing SOCAN/ASCAP A Division of Horace Media 2018

I couldn't sleep last night .. your list kept me awake More like a scorecard for your Satyr's Day parade You asked for tattooed men .. I'm rounding up some clowns Too bad my dog and pony show is out of town - For your Satyr's Day parade - your Satyr's Day parade Keep searching for your spring hare .. I can march today There's really no one else who could lead your parade Cotton for your candy smile .. search all over town Gather up the boys and girls so they can stand around - At your Satyr's Day parade .. your Satyr's Day parade At your Satyr's Day parade .. your Satyr's Day parade Look at me .. can't wait to be in your Satyr's Day parade A golden coat .. the only goat in your Satyr's Day parade Your Satyr's Day parade .. Those silver stars I keep in a jar Give them away .. today is my day Let's watch the fire breathers .. maybe not so close You click your heels when you feel it's time to go Just keep an eye on me .. the hand I play will win I knew I'd be here with the saints all marching in Your Satyr's Day parade .. your Satyr's Day parade At your Satyr's Day parade .. your Satyr's Day parade Look at me .. can't wait to be in your Satyr's Day parade A golden coat .. the only goat in your Satyr's Day parade I wear the crown 'cause I got it down At your Satyr's Day parade I wear the key 'cause I'm meant to lead At your Satyr's Day parade .. Your Satyr's Day parade Your Satyr's Day parade Your Satyr's Day parade Lyrics & Music (c)2018 Robert James Angry Lion Publishing SOCAN/ASCAP A division of Horace Media 2018