Had Enough (Tesla)

HAD ENOUGH

Me and the boys are gonna rock tonite.

Drinkin’ double shots, feelin fine.  Mmmm, I like it!

I like the way, the way it makes me feel.

Now, I’m in love witcha, Lady Mary Jane.

You put my mind at ease, make me feel no pain.

Keep takin’ me, keep takin’ me higher, well, and higher.

Light my fire!

Ain’t it funny?

‘Cause the more I drink, the more I smoke, well, the better she looks.

And, honey, that’s a whole lot better, whole lot better than before.

Lord!  ‘Cause you look so good.  Yes, you look so fine.

Let’s steal away and blow each other’s minds.

Come on, baby.  Keep takin’ me higher.  Yeah, yeah, yeah, and higher!

Chorus:

  I’ve had enough!

  Ah, maybe too, too much.

  And with a little luck,

  You know I’ll get back up

  On my feet again.

Ah, too much!

Too much to drink, too much to smoke.

I wasn’t lookin’ when it took a hold on me.

And it sure got a hold on me.

Oh, and it won’t let go.  Oh no.

I’ve never been this far before.

Have I reached the point, the point of no return?

When will I learn?

(Chorus)

(Repeat chorus)

  I’ve had enough!  I’ve had enough!

  Ah, maybe too, too much.

  I’ve had enough!

Government Personnel (Tesla)

GOVERNMENT PERSONNEL

Go straight to hell,

All you government personnel,

Sittin’ awf’ly well

In your big, white house up on the hill.

You say now, give me a home

Where the buffalo roam,

Where the deer and antelope play.

You can bet your ass we’ll blow them all away.

Fuck it up until it’s bent,

Then a-wonder where it went.

Thinkin’ you was a-heaven sent, ha ha ha,

You’re nothin’ but hell!

Go straight to hell.

Freedom Slaves (Tesla)

FREEDOM SLAVES

I pledge no allegiance to your flag.

I feel I got me some damn good reasons for feelin’ bad.

Way they take away ev’ry mother’s son,

If you want freedom now, it’s got to be won.

It’s only bullets.  It’s just a gun.

Ain’t gon’ hurt no one.

I don’t know what they must be thinkin’.

Makin’ decisions on a hard night’s drinkin’.

Momma, gon’ take your little boy.

Gonna make him ‘to a man,

Make him a stranger in a strange land.

Chorus:

  Freedom slaves    What have you done

  Freedom slaves    With ev’ry mother’s son?

  Freedom slaves    Can’t ya see that we’re all freedom slaves?

  Freedom slaves    What have you done?

  Freedom slaves    And all for number one.

  Freedom slaves    It’s clear to see that we’re all freedom slaves.

No sign of justice nor liberty

By takin’ an Indian Nation, ‘cause they was all that we wanted to be.

All good people from the Kingdom of the Sun.

Welcome to freedom.  Now, there’s work to be done.

It’s only natural to know it’s wrong.

Why did it go so long?

I don’t know what next they’ll be killin’,

Rapin’ the land with pollution and spillin’.

Here’s to the tired, to the hungry, to the helpless and the poor.

Is there no glory for blisters and sores?

(Chorus)

Who are those people?

So patriotically sittin’ back of tables

On their asses, lickin’ labels, tryin’ to change me.

You’d think the way they act, the way they carry on,

You’d think that I was the devil’s Seventh Son.

But it’s only words.  It’s just a song.

Ain’t gonna hurt no one.

(Chorus)

Freedom slaves.  Freedom slaves.  Freedom slaves.

Attention!

About Face!

March!

Left, right, left, right, left, right.

Your momma, she was a....(fade out)

Edison's Medicine (Man Out of Time) (Tesla)

(Man Out Of Time) EDISON’S MEDICINE

You’re guilty of crime in the first degree,

Second and third as well.

My jury finds you’ll be serving your time

When you go straight to hell.

‘Cause he was Lord of the Lightning,

Though "socially fright’ning",

But never out to sell.

Their nickels and pence

Meant more than did sense,

And not the sensible thing.

Nor did the man outta time, man outta time.

Thought you was crazy.  You was one of a kind.

Man outta time, man outta time.

All along, world was wrong.  You was right.

All that he saw, all he conceived,

They just could not believe.

Steinmetz and Twain were friends that remained,

Along with number three.

He was electromagnetic, completely kinetic,

"New Wizard of the West."

But they swindled and whined that he wasn’t our kind,

And said Edison knew best.

He was the man outta time, man outta time.

Thought you was crazy.  You was one of a kind.

Man outta time, man outta time.

Said you was outta your mind!

You took a shot and it did you in.

Edison’s medicine.

You played your cards, but you couldn’t win.

Edison’s medicine.

I spent twelve years of hard time,

More like the best years of my life.

Never heard or read a single word

About "the man" and his "wicked mind."

They’ll sell you on Marconi.

Familiar, but a phony.

Story goes they sold their souls

And swore that you’d never know...

About the man outta time, man outta time.

Thought you was crazy.  You was one of a kind.

Man outta time, man outta time.

Swore you was outta your mind!

You took a shot and it did you in.

Edison’s medicine.

You played your cards, but you couldn’t win.

Edison’s medicine.

Don't De-Rock Me (Tesla)

DON’T DE-ROCK ME

I ain’t no program on your television screen.

They only taught me what they wanted me to be.

Heard all your so-called facts.  Now hit me with the truth.

Takes a lotta nerve the way you played me for the fool.

It’s my personal selection to fly in my own direction.

No time for fuckin’ ‘round with mediocrity.

Takes ev’rything I got just tryin’ to be me.

Life’s like a highway.  We’re all try’n’ to stay on time.

Travel atcha own speed.  You take your lane, I’ll take mine.

Don’t believe all that you hear or half of whatcha see.

‘S’waste o’ time to criticize.  Don’t de-rock me.

Chorus:

Don’t de-rock me.  Don’t de-rock me.

You be you and I’ll be me.  Don’t de-rock me.

"Backstage Betty", banana in her cherry, in the shower down on her knees.

Like to think she’ll own ya if she’ll do all that ya please.

Hurts like a mother bein’ cursed by a punter who’s five sheets to the wind.

Won’t stop at nothin’, claimin’ to be cousin till security lets ‘em in.

Now I’m no symbol of perfection, so why deal with this infection?

Tired of bein’ treated like some piece of property.

Fakes, lies, patronizin’ don’t sit well with me.

Blastin’ down the highway, try’n’ to stay between the lines.

You can get to where you’re go’n’.  Just don’t ignore the signs.

Don’t de-rock me.  Don’t de-rock me.

‘S’waste o’ time to criticize.  Don’t de-rock me.

(Repeat chorus)