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Album: Box Of Fire (1994)
Artists: Aerosmith

  1. Adam's Apple
  2. Back In The Saddle
  3. Big Ten Inch Record
  4. Bitch's Brew
  5. Bolivian Ragamuffin
  6. Bone To Bone (coney Island White Fish Boy)
  7. Bright Light Fright
  8. Cheese Cake
  9. Chip Away The Stone
  10. Chiquita
  11. Circle Jerk
  12. Combination
  13. Come Together
  14. Critical Mass
  15. Cry Me A River
  16. Draw The Line
  17. Dream On
  18. Get It Up
  19. Get The Lead Out
  20. Home Tonight
  21. I Ain't Got You
  22. I Wanna Know Why
  23. Jailbait
  24. Jig Is Up
  25. Joanie's Butterfly
  26. Kings And Queens
  27. Last Child
  28. Let The Music Do The Talking
  29. Lick And A Promise
  30. Lightning Strikes
  31. Lord Of The Thighs
  32. Major Barbara
  33. Make It
  34. Mama Kin
  35. Mia
  36. Milkcow Blues
  37. Mother Popcorn
  38. Movin' Out
  39. No More No More
  40. No Surprize
  41. Nobody's Fault
  42. One Way Street
  43. The Big Parade


Aerosmith
Box Of Fire
No Surprize
1971, we all heard the starter gun
New york is such a pity
But at max's kansas city we won

We all shot shit in 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' on trial
And 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 shove 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 surprise
No surprise
No surprise
No surprise

Midnight lady
Situation fetal
Vaccinate yo ass with yo phonograph needle

I say look it here
A friend of mine
Scratch like you need calomine
Flamingo boots, soles a creakin'
Still in love and puerto rican too

Ridin' on the wheels of hell
Smokin' in our axle grease
The backstage is rockin'
And we're copping from the local polica
That's right, the local police
Or the juctice 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 n' roll, junkie whore
Got my foot inside the door
Knock knock, knock knock, knock
Nobody's keepin' score

Bad time go away
Come again some other day
Topaz and sazzafraz
Will keep the blues away

Candy store, rock n' roll
Corporation jelly roll
Play the singles, it ain't me
It's programmed with insanity

You ascap, if bmi
Could ever make a mountain fly
If japanese can boil teas
The where the fuck's my royalties
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