Makin’ a Mess (Live in London)

Skid Row - Rock, Traditional Heavy Metal
Makin’ a Mess (Live in London)
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Duration: 4:11
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[Intro] We're only getting started, London, come on Show us how to move Alright, check it out [Verse 1] T-bone Billy just a-singin' the blues He caught his lady with another man Lit up a smoke and did some talkin' with the back of his hand, smack She started shakin', started losin' her mind But he was kicking back and playin' it cool Signed her walkin' papers, took the 5:15 to Kalamazoo Alright [Pre-Chorus] Sing for your supper Nobody rides for free Eat heart out, send it C-O-D, yeah [Chorus] One, two, baby, what you do? Three, four, let me show you the door You're better off dead than a-makin' a mess of me Five, six, take your last licks Sevеn, eight, I'm gonna give it to you straight You're bеtter off dead than a-makin' a mess of me [Verse 2] Now Billy-boy's out havin' a ball He's playin' fiddle at the local bar Dark shades, cool kicks, he's Hollywood Boulevard Slick Daddy with his fat cigar He's sayin', "Sign upon the dotted line" He shook his head and said, "All I need's the fiddle of mine, that's all" [Pre-Chorus] Sing for your supper Nobody rides for free Take your big time I'll take care of m-m-me, m-m-me, yeah, come on [Chorus] One, two, baby, what you do? Let me show you the door You're better off dead than a-makin' a mess of me Five, six, take your last licks Seven, eight, I'm gonna give it to you straight You're better off dead than a-makin' a mess of me [Bridge] Trouble keeps knockin' But London keeps rockin' Show us how to rock 'n' roll, London, come on, oh Hey, hey, hey, hey [?] [Guitar Solo] Alright [Pre-Chorus] Sing for your supper Nobody rides for free Take your big time, I'll take care of m-m-me, m-m-me, m-m-me, yeah [Chorus] One, two, baby, what you do? Three, four, let me show you the door You're better off dead than (A-makin' a mess of me) Fuckin' right Five, six, take your last licks Seven, eight, I'm gonna give it to you straight You're better off dead than (A-makin' a mess of me) Yeah One, two, baby, what you do? Woah You're better off dead than a-makin' a mess of me Five, six, take your last licks You're better off dead than a-makin' a mess of, mess of, mess of me, yeah [Outro] You a mess of me, London, it will be the best mess you ever made, baby Alright So We quite recently released a new album Oh, London, London, London, you can do so much better, baby We just recently released a new album, it's called The Gang's All Here That's more like it And we're gonna play the title track off that album right here, right now in London, baby
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Credits
- Writers
- Dave “The Snake” Sabo
- Sebastian Bach
- Rachel Bolan