Party Time lyrics - Iggy Pop

It's party time and I smell slime
You stupid people make me evil

Dicks and asses, cocktail glasses
Parlor games, exchange of fluids

'Cause it's party time, it's party time
It's party time, I got the slime

Here's a brute, isn't he cute?
He needs a hole to bury his soul in

'Cause it's party time, it's party time
It's party time, I got the slime, I got the slime

A Machine For Loving lyrics - Iggy Pop

Two weeks after my arrival Fox died just after sunset
I was stretched out on the bed when he approached
And tried painfully to jump up he wagged his tail nervously
Since the beginning he hadn't touched his bowl once
He had lost a lot of weight

I helped him to settle on my lap
For a few seconds he looked at me
With a curious mixture of exhaustion and apology
Then, calmed, he closed his eyes
Two minutes later he gave out his last breath

I buried him beside the residence
At the western extremity of the land
Surrounded by the protective fence
Next to his predecessors

During the night a rapid transport
From the Central City dropped off an identical dog
They knew the codes and how to work the barrier
I didn't have to get up to greet them

A small white and ginger mongrel
Came toward me wagging its tail
I gestured to him
He jumped on the bed and stretched out beside me

Love is simple to define
But it seldom happens in the series of beings
Through these dogs we pay homage to love
And to its possibility

What is a dog but a machine for loving
You introduce him to a human being giving him the mission to love
And however ugly, perverse, deformed or stupid this human being might be
The dog loves him, the dog loves him

"Skull Ring" (2003)

Little Electric Chair lyrics - Iggy Pop (feat. The Stooges)

You didn't mean to do it
But you did it again
The night started out
Fuckin' around with your friends
Somebody screamed and thingd went bad
Now you're standing accused
And the prosectuor says you should be dead

And they're fryin'up your hair
In that little electric chair
They'll be fryin'up your hair
In that little electric chair
They'll be fryin'up your hair
In that little electric chair
Fryin' up your hair
In that little electric chair

Electric chair
Electric chair
Electric chair

Easy street is nice in a lawless nation
The police puts some flyers in circulation
Stuck one in my door with some scary mugshot
They're looking for some bad boys
Height, weight, age, race, tatoos too

But they're fryin'up that hair
In that little electric chair
They'll be fryin'up some hair
In that little electric chair
They'll be fryin'up some hair
In that little electric chair
They'll be fryin'up that hair
In that little electric chair

Electric chair
Electric chair
Electric chair

The people are quietly lusting for blood
They wanna live in peace but they don't wanna budge
From their lazy ways and lazy notions
If the other half's win
Let' em eat pigeons
And live in prison

And they're fryin'up that hair
In that little electric chair
They'll be fryin'up some hair
In that little electric chair
They'll be fryin'up that hair
In that little electric chair
They'll be fryin'up some hair
In that little electric chair

Electric chair
Electric chair
Electric chair
Electric chair

Perverts In The Sun lyrics - Iggy Pop (feat. The Trolls)

The USA is movin' south
Our power is mostly mouth
Miami beach to Malibu
Hot weather makes'em wanna screw
Shemales, jumps bails
Weird tales on the scales
If it fails chip'n dale
Hit the gym in animal skin

Perverts in the sun
Perving everyone
Perverts in the sun
Perving everyone

Fruit punch
Go to crunch
Take a pill
Lose your will
Get a job, in street promotion
Pushing handbills on the ocean
Gang fights all night
Garbages can's got a tan
Rich men and hungry chicks
Stick'em in the blender - hey big spender !

Perverts in the sun
Perving everyone
Perverts in the sun
Perving everyone

O.J, O.J, Jose Sammy too, got nothin' to do
The realtor hit the floor
He's disgusted
Wants to get'em all busted

Perverts in the sun
Perving everyone
Perverts in the sun
Perving everyone

You guys are perverts

Perverts in the sun
Perving everyone
Perverts in the sun
Perving everyone
Perverts in the sun
Perving everyone

Skull Ring lyrics - Iggy Pop (feat. The Stooges)

Skull rings
Fast cars
Hot chicks
Money

Skull rings
Fast cars
Hot chicks
Fancy things

The touch of a hand in the wasteland
you're walking asleep and dreaming cheap
A bird's wing don't beat for free
You're freezing cold and your family

Skull rings
Fast cars
Hot chicks
Money

Skull rings
Fast cars
Hot chicks
Fancy things

Fingers on fire to do what's bad
Ring on the finger is a skull man
Strong as a bar of steel
Weakness is that you can't feel

Skull rings
Fast cars
Hot chicks
Money

Skull rings
Fast cars
Hot chicks
Fancy things

My life is dirtied, my mind is loaded
I'm feeling and breathing and fighting
To see
People get ready now
Baby come on give your heart to me

Skull rings
Fast cars
Hot chicks
Money

Skull rings
Fast cars
Hot chicks
Fancy things

Superbabe lyrics - Iggy Pop (feat. The Trolls)

I made love to a superbabe
I kinda wondered how I did
It may be pointless to describe her
But she has the power of gravity
She used a voodoo force on me

Big tits high ass
Long legs flat stomach
Helped her cover all my dreams with sleep
She's using mojo energy
Snake hips full lips
Strong things green eyes
Superbabe
White teeth fresh meat
Just like the TV
Superbabe

She's got the wild stuff
Makes love for good luck
Superbabe
Dont miss with her kiss
Won't duck from a woaaaw
Superbabe
Superbabe

I made love to a superbabe
So tell me what else could I do
Untill I couldn't do no more
Or even know what for
Forever and a day
I'm gonna jump on superbabe

Fame, drugs and money cannot save me
And evils everywhere
But here comes superbabe
She's USA prime all the way
One two three four
Who the fuck are we for
Superbabe

Five six seven eight
I can relate superbabe
Don't miss with her kiss
Won't duck from a woaaaw
Superbabe

She's got the wild stuff
Makes love for good luck
Superbabe
Superbabe
Superbabe

Fame, drugs and money cannot save me
Superbabe
Superbabe

It may be pointless to describe her
Superbabe
Superbabe

Loser lyrics - Iggy Pop (feat. The Stooges)

Allright
The feet in my boots
Are shaking their roots
For a reason
I'm looking at you
And you're too much to chew
For a reason
And the problems you got
Are the problems you got
For a reason
And what you are not
Is what you are not
For a reason

There's a decadent home
Where there should be control
I can't live anymore

There's a festering truth
Where there should be the truh
I can't live anymore

You wanna blame me
But you got misery
For a reason
And the way that you lose
Is the way that you chose
For a reason
And if this is a slam
I don't give a damn
For a reason
Cuz the point of this song
Is I'm moving along
For a reason

There's a bottomless pit
And you've got me in it
I can't live anymore
You're a tower of a cruel
And I feel a fool
I can't take it anymore

You're a loser
You're a loser
You're a loser
You're a loser
You're a loser
For a reason

You're a loser

The feet in my boots
Are shaking their roots
For a reason
For a reason
For a reason
For a reason

Private Hell lyrics - Iggy Pop (feat. Green Day)

I have a private hell
Of excellent quality
I've dwelt there for years
Playing with my fears

It's tastefull, luxurious,
And full of sexuality
And though they are tears
I controll them with my gears

Well all in all,
I must tell you,
Well I must tell you,
I'm so proud of my private hell

Anger and greed brew
And then they stamped
Till I can transmute
Them into more loot

It's tastefull, luxurious,
And full of sexuality
And though they are tears
I controll them with my gears

Well all in all,
I must tell you,
Well I must tell you,
I'm so proud of my private hell

Well all in all,
I must tell you,
Well I must tell you,
I'm so proud of my private hell

Little Know It All lyrics - Iggy Pop (feat. Sum 41)

I'm the kid that no one knows
I live a life I never chose
With these thoughts in my mind
On my own, my own

I'm face to face with the unknown
My Scary Movie will be shown
I got one evil mind
Of my own, of my own

We take from one another
And never stop to wonder
How it feels from the other side
When nothing lasts forever
When stupid turns to clever
Why are you surprised?

Little know it all (little know it all)
Ten bucks in my hand
Little know it all (little know it all)
Don't cry, I understand
So!

I'm a target of the smart
They got ambition, I got heart
I'm analyzed and tagged
Before I start

So tell me, who can I respect?
I feel the leash around my neck
As I find out there's shame
In the game (in the game)

We take from one another
And never stop to wonder
How it feels from the other side
When nothing lasts forever
When stupid turns to clever
Why are you surprised?

And I feel like.. I'm caught outside the box
And I feel like.. I'm sleeping when I'm not

[Guitarsolo] Look it's for a real thing, it's for a real thing

We take from one another
And never stop to wonder
How it feels from the other side
When nothing lasts forever
When stupid turns to clever
Why are you surprised?

Little know it all (little know it all)
Ten bucks in my hand
Little know it all (little know it all)
Don't cry, I understand

You little know it all (little know it all)
Ten bucks in my hand
Little know it all (little know it all)
Don't cry, I understand

You never know at all

Whatever lyrics - Iggy Pop (feat. The Trolls)

I'm sittin' like a stone
On a solitary evening
Without my girl
Life has no meaning
She didn't say why
And she didn't say what for
she just said "I've been thinking it over"
And whatever,
Whatever
Whatever
She doesn't want to play
And her voice just fades away
Whatever

The solution to love
I haven't found yet
Does God have curlers and a
Lairnet
Everything I say comes out
To be a no no
The feelings I had were the
Only promo
Whatever
Whatever
Whatever
She doesn't want to play
And her voice just fades away
Whatever

Now I'm just one of the Joes
On the corner
I guess I ought to stay home
And watch the porno
I wanna get close
But no one
Will let me
I wish someone would react out
A and get me
Whatever
Whatever
Whatever
She doesn't want to play
And her voice just fades
She doesn't want to play
And her face just fades
She doesn't want to play
And her touch just fades away

Whatever
Whatever
Whatever

Dead Rock Star lyrics - Iggy Pop (feat. The Stooges)

They think that I've got the bread
They want to read my head
The position show his cool
Like football star in school

Someone to sell me
Someone to tell me
I'm a dead rock star
in a dead rock car
I'm a dead rock star

I'm so afraid of failing
I hang onto the railing
This cold hard graduation
Kills all infatuation
I took the hazing
They said "amazing"
I'm a dead rock star
in a dead rock car
I'm a dead rock star

I gathered awful knowledge
You cannot get in college
Would you like Cain or Abel
I'll bring them to the table

They try to rope me
They try to grope me
I'm a dead rock star
in a dead rock car
I'm a dead rock star
What can I hope for ?
What can I hope for ?
Nothing to live for
Nothing to live for
I'm a dead rock star
in a dead rock car
I'm a dead rock star

Rock Show lyrics - Iggy Pop (feat. Peaches)

Rockshow
You came to see a rockshow
A big gigantic cock show
You came to see it all

Rock show
You came to hear it
You came to sear it
You came to do it all

If you think you're gonna
Get it for credit
Forget it
Don't bet
Call the medic
He's pathetic
He's got to let it go

Let's go
Rock show
Come on
Rock show
You came to see a rock show
This isn't a fuckin' talk show
You came to see it all

Rock show
You came to fear it
You came to sear it
You came to do it all

It's me you want for credit
Forget it
Don't panic
Call in the medic
He's pathethic
He's got to let it go

Cause if you gonna get it
For credit
Forget it
Don't bet it
Call in the medic
It's pathetic
He's gonna let it go

Let's go
Rock show
Come on
Rock show
Let's go
Rock show
Let's go
Rock show

Til Wrong Feels Right lyrics - Iggy Pop

I took a poundin'
From the radio today
I heard the radio say some piece of shit
Was it the sound of today ?

I took a bitin' 'beating'
When I saw my TV play, I saw my TV play
Over and over

And there were no escape
The box is hallow

And that riff is fucking dead,
That riff is fucking dead,
But the riff is poundin'

In my fucking head
They're gonna push it
Untill false is true
Untill day is night

They're gonna push it baby
Untill wrong feels right
Untill wrong feels right

It's a big industry
And they can beat my brain
With houses and wars and chains

They are insane
Yeah
But they can beat my brain

God and his captains
They won't pull a fucking plug
They won't pull a fucking plug
And give the skies
Back to the birds and bugs

"Beat 'Em Up" (2001)