Give me a shot to remember And you can take all the pain away from me Your kiss and I will surrender The sharpest lives are the deadliest to lead A light to burn all the empires So bright the sun is ashamed to rise and be In love with all of these

Bang bang, that awful sound Bang bang, he shot me down Bang bang, I hit the ground Bang bang, my baby shot me down I was five and he was six We rode on horses made of sticks He wore black and I wore white He would always win the fight Seasons came and

‘Cause we don’t have the time to be sorry So baby be the life of the party We don’t have to be ordinary Make your best mistakes I’m telling you to take your shot it might be scary Hearts are gonna break We don’t care what them people say We don't care

Hot line I got some conversation I can be your operator Baby you should call me later Because you are so fine I hope that your not playing Cause I'm loving what you're saying Baby don't ya keep me waiting Call me up hot-line

Ah ah ah ah ah ah It was a sad and sorry and sickening night John Lennon died, John Lennon died, John Lennon died "I just shot John Lennon!" What a sad and sorry and sickening sight Oh a sad and sorry and sickening sight It was the fearful night of

I was (Raised on the radio, raised on the radio, raised on the radio) And the radio played And the radio plays I remember riding shotgun in daddy's Chevrolet, We'd crank up the pioneers, and we'd sing away, Sometimes he'd let me take the wheel and we'd

Sweat rollin down my hands and face, Big fan on the screen porch turnin', Cat looking for a hiding place, Sun's sinking but the fire's still burnin', Music playin' a few doors down I'm drawn to the sound, It's just too hot to sleep I walk restless to the

I love all of you Hurt by the cold So hard and lonely too When you don't know yourself My friends are so depressed I feel the question Of your loneliness Confide, 'cause I'll be on your side You know I will, you know I will

You're the hottest thing in the club tonight With you constantly to the break of dawn Having visions of making love tonight We can shake the spot if you say it's on I've been looking at you turning brothers down Some got their song, well, it's time for

If you have to ask You'll never know Funky motherfuckers Will not be told to go A want to be gangster Thinkin' he's a wise guy Rob another bank He's a sock 'em in the eye guy