Somebody
Somebody Put Something In My Drink
Somebody

Another night out on the street
Stopping for my usual seat
Oh, bartender, please

(Dacqari) tonic's my favorite drink
I don't like anything colored pink
That just stinks...it's not for me

It feels like somebody put something
Somebody put something in my drink
Somebody put something
Somebody put something

Blurred vision and dirty thoughts
Feel (out of place), very distraught
Feel something coming on

Kick the jukebox, slam the floor
Drink, drink, drink, drink some more
I can't think
Hey! What's in this drink?

It feels like somebody put something
Somebody put something in my drink
Somebody put something
Somebody put something in my drink
Somebody put something
Somebody put something in my drink
Somebody put something...in my drink...in my drink...in my drink...in my drink

So you think it's funny
A college prank
Goin' insane for something to drink
Feel a little dry

Oh, I couldn't care what you think of me
Cause somebody put something in my drink
I can't think
Hey! Give me a drink

It feels like somebody put something
Somebody put something in my drink

Somebody put something
Somebody put something in my drink
(x 6)

(Richie Ramone)

Gonna kill and destroy
I'm not an animal boy
Why don't they understand
I'm not an ape man

Don't have brain damage
I'm not a wild savage
Don't puch me around
Don't bring my head down

I'm not an imbecile
Don't treat me like an animal
I'm not a creature in the zoo
Don't tell me what to do

You don't know what it's like
You don't know how I feel
I don't have a monkey's brain
I'm not an animal

You can't lock me in a cage
This ain't the Stone Age
Better get out of my way
Someone's gonna have to pay

Animal boy
Animal boy
Animal boy
Animal boy

(Dee Dee Ramone/Johnny Ramone)

Sid was a punk rock king
Nancy was a broken queen
Their lives were so glamorous
Sid and Nancy were a mess

When you're hooked on heroin
Don't you know you'll never win
Drugs don't ever pay
You really did it your way

Love Kills (x 3)

We still believe in anarchy
It makes me so damn angry
Sid and Nancy meant a lot to me
You may be dead but your souls are free
Like Romeo and Juliet
You two made a pact of death
Like the needle that ya used
Sid and Nancy were born to lose

Love Kills (x 3)

Sid never meant any harm
He shot some dope into his arm
All he wanted was some fun
Now she's lying in a pool of blood
Always loaded, always high
Why did you have to die?
I'll say one thing is
It leaves me with a bitter taste

Love Kills (x 9)

(Dee Dee Ramone)

He's go so many problems
You can count them one by one
He's a filthy, stupid apeman
He never has any fun
He lives in the jungle in a cave by a hill
Plays an old loud drum
He's primitive, barely human

Apeman hop, apeman hop

Paint the face of a demon, glowing by the fire light
Hoppin' like an elephant
Thunderin' like me tonight
He's the world's worst recycler
The iceman comes a lot
He's the devil's apprentice
He's a prehistoric man

Apeman hop, apeman hop

At night he's gonna sacrifice his beloved apeman girl
Tie her to the alter, pull out her heart and eat her flesh

Apeman hop, apeman hop, apeman hop, apeman hop
Apeman

(Dee Dee Ramone)

What makes you think she'll go with you
What makes you think you're better than me
You think you can read her mind
Maybe you're just looking for a good time
Maybe you can give her more
Tell me what you're doing this for
Stay away from her, 'cause it's making me angry

Don't tell me how to love my baby (x 4)
She belongs to me

You come around looking for kicks
But I know all about your dirty tricks now
You think you took away my dream
Ain't gonna be easy 'cause I get real mean
Get out of here, get out of my life
You're gonna be sorry if we have to fight
Stay away from her, 'cause it's making me angry

Don't tell me how to love my baby (x 4)
She belongs to me

Don't tell me how to love my baby (x 8)
She belongs to me (x 3)

(Dee Dee Ramone/Jean Beauvoir)

I had enough, I had it tough
I had enough of that crummy stuff (x 2)

Crummy (x 12)
Crummy Stuff
Crummy (x 12)
Crummy Stuff

I had enough, I had it rough
I had enough of that crummy stuff (x 2)

Crummy (x 12)
Crummy Stuff
Crummy (x 12)
Crummy Stuff

Crummy music, crummy TV
Crummy people, crummy movies
Like a cat caught up a tree
This could only happen to me

I had enough, I had it rough
I had enough of that crummy stuff (x 2)

Crummy (x 12)
Crummy Stuff
Crummy (x 12)
Crummy Stuff

I had enough, I had it rough
I had enough of that crummy stuff (x 2)

Crummy (x 12)
Crummy Stuff
Crummy (x 12)
Crummy Stuff

(Dee Dee Ramone)

You've got to pick up the pieces
C'mon, sort your trash
You better pull yourself back together
Maybe you've got too much cash
Better call, call the law
When you gonna turn yourself in? Yeah
You're a politician
Don't become one of Hitler's children

Bonzo goes to bitburg then goes out for a cup of tea
As I watched it on TV somehow it really bothered me
Drank in all the bars in town for an extended foreign policy
Pick up the pieces

My brain is hanging upside down
I need something to slow me down
(x 2)

Shouldn't wish you happiness, wish her the very best
Fifty thousand dollar dress
Shaking hands with your highness
See through you like cellophane
You watch the world complain, but you do it anyway
Who am I, am I to say

Bonzo goes to bitburg then goes out for a cup of tea
As I watched it on TV somehow it really bothered me
Drank in all the bars in town for an extended foreign policy
Pick up the pieces

My brain is hanging upside down
I need something to slow me down
(x 2)

If there's one thing that makes me sick
It's when someone tries to hide behind politics
I wish that time could go by fast
Somehow they manage to make it last

My brain is hanging upside down
I need something to slow me down
(x 4)

(Dee Dee Ramone/Jean Beauvoir/Joey Ramone)

Evil in my head, in my head, inside this private hell
I'm not feeling very well (x 2)
Frustration, disgust, aggravation, disgust, mental hell
I'm not feeling very well (x 2)

Day, day after day, it never changes, always the same way
Day after day, day after day, day after

Demons in my head, in my head, inside this private hell
I'm not feeling very well (x 2)
Frustration, disgust, aggravation, disgust, mental hell
I'm not feeling very well (x 2)

Day, day after day, it never changes, always the same way
Day after day, day after day, day after

Do do do do (x 16)

Mental
Hell Mental
Hell Mental
Hell

(Joey Ramone)

One-two-three-four

You don't want to share with anyone else
You got all the money, you got all the wealth
You got all the buildings and the factories
You got all the power (and the ceremonies)

You wanna play a game of cat and mouse
With the President in the White House
This is a hungry world, there are months to feed
There are millionaires with more than they need

Eat that rat (x 4)

One-two-three-four

Don't believe what you've been told
You can't change a turd into gold
Somehow we get all these creeps in control
It makes me throw up in the toilet bowl

You thieving whore, you hustle for bucks
You take the money and you shoot it up
That's the breaks, it's the chance you take
Get it together for your children's sake

Eat that rat (x 4)

(Dee Ramone/Johnny Ramone)

Freak (x 4)

I need psychiatric therapy
I could use a lobotomy
Guess I'll never learn
Suppose I'll always be a worm

Freak of nature (x 4)

Got a ten inch erection, a pimply complexion
(Man I got problems, I'll bet you heard)
I'm completely misunderstood

Fa (x 11)

I'm a monstrosity
I'm a human oddity
Everybody's staring at me
I'm an outcast from society

Freak of nature (x 4)

Fa (x 9)

(Dee Ramone/Johnny Ramone)

When I woke up this morning from the night before
My brain was pulsating, I was battered and sore
Nothing I tried would satisfy
Cold Coke and Pepsi or Canada Dry

What's so wrong, hair of the dog
There's nothing wrong, hair of the dog
(x 2)

Finally pulled myself out of my bed
Feeling kinda dodgy, I was feeling half dead
Done it before, probably do it again
Don't know if I ever will learn

What's so wrong, hair of the dog
There's nothing wrong, hair of the dog
(x 2)

Hair of the dog (x 2)

Finally pulled myself out of my bed
Feeling kinda dodgy, I was feeling half dead
Done it before, probably do it again
Don't know if I ever will learn

What's so wrong, hair of the dog
There's nothing wrong, hair of the dog
(x 4)

(Joey Ramone)

Something to Believe In