Nineteen seventy one We all heard the starters gun New York is such a pity But at Max's Kansas City we won
We all shot the shit at the bar With Johnny O'Toole and his scar And then old Clive Davis said He's surely gonna make us a star I'm gonna make you a star Just the way you are
But with all his style I could see in his eyes That we is goin' to trial
It was No Surprise
The boys kept kickin' ass As usual time would tell But some bitch in the choir Threw water on the fires of hell She loved to show and tell Lord she loved to tell
But with all our style You could see in our eyes That we is still on trial
And it was No Surprize No Surprize No Surprize No Surprize
Midnight lady Situation fetal Vaccinate your ass With a phonograph needle
I say Look it here Friend of mine Scratch like you need calomine Flamingo boots Sole's a creakin' Still in love and Puerto Rican too
Ridin' on the wheels of hell Smokin' in our axle grease Oh the backstage is rockin' And we're coppin' from the local police That's right the local police Or the justice of peace
But with all our style You could see in our eyes That we is still on trial
Baby it's No Surprise No Surprise No Surprise No Surprise
Rock and roll Junkie whore Got my foot inside the door Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock Nobody's keepin' score
Bad times Go away Come again some other day Topaz and sazzafrazz Will keep the blues away
Candy store Rock and roll Corporation jellyroll Play the singles it ain't me It's programmed insanity
You ascap If BMI Could ever make a mountain fly If Japanese can boil teas Then where the fuck's my royalties
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