Get A Grip
- Released
- April 20, 1993
- Label
- Geffen Records
- Recorded At
- Little Mountain Sound Studios, Vancouver BC, and A&M Studios, Los Angeles CA
- Length
- 1:02:09
- Discs
- 1
- Credits
- Tyler/Perry
- Length
- 0:23
- First known play
- 1997-05-23
- Most recent known play
- 1999-01-04
- Total known full plays
- 90
- Total times closing a show
- 1
Wake up kid
It's half past the youth
Ain't nothing really changing but the date
You a grand slammer
But you're no Babe Ruth
You gotta learn how to relate
I heard you swinging from the pearly gate
I got all, answers lo and behold
You got the right key baby
But the wrong key hole, yo
- Credits
- Tyler/Perry/Jim Vallance
- Length
- 4:09
- Additional Personnel
- Mapuhi T. Tekurio, Melvin Liufau, Wesey Mamea, Liainaiala Tagola, Sandy Kanaeholo, Aladd Alatina, Teofilo, Jr. (Polynesian Log Drums)
- First known play
- 1993-06-04
- Most recent known play
- 2017-09-21
- Total known full plays
- 393
- Total times opening a show
- 175
Well I woke up this morning
On the wrong side of the bed
And how I got to thinkin'
About all those things you said
About ordinary people
And how they make you sick
And if callin' names kicks back on you
Then I hope this does the trick
'Cause I'm a sick of your complainin'
About how many bills
And I'm sick of all your bitchin'
'Bout your poodles and your pills
And I just can't see no humor
About your way of life
And I think I can do more for you
With this here fork and knife
Eat the rich
There's only one thing that they're good for
Eat the rich
Take one bite now, come back for more
Eat the rich
I gotta get this off my chest
Eat the rich
Take one bite now, spit out the rest
So I called up my head shrinker
And I told him what I'd done
Said you'd best go on a diet
Yeah I hope you have some fun
And a don't go burst a bubble
On the rich folks who get rude
'Cause you won't get in no trouble
When you eats that kinda food
Now they're smokin' up the junk bonds
And then they go get stiff
And they're dancin' in the yacht club
With Muff and Uncle Biff
But there's one good thing that happens
When you toss your pearls to swine
Their attitudes may taste like shit
But go real good with wine
Eat the rich
There's only one thing that they're good for
Eat the rich
Take one bite now, come back for more
Eat the rich
I gotta get this off my chest
Eat the rich
Take one bite now, spit out the rest
Believe in all the good things
That money just can't buy
Then you won't get no belly ache
From eatin' humble pie
I believe in rags to riches
Your inheritence won't last
So take your Grey Poupon my friend
And shove it up your ass!
Eat the rich
There's only one thing that they're good for
Eat the rich
Take one bite now, come back for more
Eat the rich
I gotta get this off my chest
Eat the rich
Take one bite now, spit out the rest
Eat the rich
There's only one thing that they're good for
Eat the rich
Take one bite now, come back for more
Eat the rich
Don't stop me now, I'm goin' crazy
Eat the rich
That's my idea of a good time baby
- Credits
- Tyler/Perry/Jim Vallance
- Length
- 3:58
- First known play
- 1993-06-04
- Most recent known play
- 1994-11-18
- Total known full plays
- 26
Got to get a grip
Skin and bones, it ain't such a pity
If you think I'm vain, better shut your lip
I can't explain how to be fat city
You gotta live large, gotta let it rip
Skin and bones, it ain't such a pity
Don'tcha gimme no flack, honey shut your lip
Ya gotta have stones if you're living in the city
If you wanna hang loose, gotta get a grip, rip
Once upon a crime I thought I was cool
But I don't want to brag
Once I crossed the line I think I must'a
Zigged when I should'a zagged
Got to get a grip
Skin and bones, it ain't such a pity
If you think I'm vain, better shut ya lip
I can't explain how to be fat city
You gotta live large, gotta let it rip
Same old, same old every day
If things don't change you're just gonna rot
'Cause if you do what you've always done
You'll always get what you always got
Oh, could that be nothin'
Got to get a grip
Skin and bones, it ain't such a pity
If you think I'm vain, better shut ya lip
I can't explain how to be fat city
You gotta live large, gotta let it rip
Skin and bones, it ain't such a pity
Don'tcha gimme no flack, honey shut ya lip
Ya gotta have stones if you're living in the city
If ya wanna hang loose gotta get a grip, rip
Who knows for sure yeah without a doubt
What goes on when the lights go out?
Or who pulls in when I pull out
And what's a one eyed trouser trout?
I was so short-sighted
Now the wrong been righted
I feel so delighted
I get so excited
Skin and bones, it ain't such a pity
If you think I'm vein, better shut ya lip
I can't explain how to be fat city
You gotta live large, gotta let it rip
Skin and bones, it ain't such a pity
Don'tcha gimme no flack, honey shut ya lip
Ya gotta have stones if you're living in the city
If ya wanna hang loose gotta get a grip
You wanna get high in a New York minute
Choke that smoke, honey, crack the whip
Your head gets dead as long as you're in it
You wanna hang loose, gotta get a grip
Skin and bones, it ain't such a pity
Don'tcha gimme no flack, honey shut ya lip
Ya gotta have stones if you're living in the city
If ya wanna hang loose gotta get a grip
- Credits
- Tyler/Perry
- Length
- 4:15
- First known play
- 1993-06-04
- Most recent known play
- 2004-06-02
- Total known full plays
- 146
I got a rip in my pants and a hole in my brand new shoes
I got a Margarita nose and a breath full of Mad Dog Booze
I got the fever, fever, fever, fever
Yeah, they threw me outta jail, I tell ya it ain't fair
I tried to kiss the judge from the electric-a chair
Yeah we're all here cause we're not all there tonight
The guitar's cranked and the bass-man's blown a fuse
And when the whole gang bangs, tell me then what's you're excuse?
We got the fever, fever, fever, fever
Fever gives ya lust with an appetite
It hits ya like the fangs from a rattlesnake bite
We're all here 'cause we're not all there tonight
We can't run away from trouble
There ain't no place that far
But if we do it right at the speed of light
There's the back seat of my car, Caviar
I was feelin' so high I forgot what day
Now I'm feelin' low down, even slow seems way too fast
And now the booze don't work 'cause the drugs ran out of gas
I got the fever, fever, fever, fever
The buzz that you be gettin' from the crack don't last
I'd rather be O.D.-in' on the crack of her ass
Yeah we're all here cause we're not all there tonight
My first time ever lover
We fell asleep out on the lawn
And when I woke up I was all alone
Makin' love to the crack of dawn
So yo, I beg yo pardon sir
The gangster of love rides again
I got the fever
You know I got a chill
Fever
It gimme such a thrill
Fever
Like a burnin' plague
Fever
Yeah, get outta my way
Fever may be hell and a cross to bear
As long as I'm in heaven honey I don't care
You look so good, baby, look so fine
I tell you you're the image of the perfect crime
You get so tired holdin' on so tight
If you think you're goin' crazy well you may be right
Yeah, we're all here 'cause we're not all there, that's right!
- Credits
- Tyler/Perry/Mark Hudson
- Length
- 6:20
- First known play
- 1993-06-04
- Most recent known play
- 2018-05-05
- Total known full plays
- 801
- Total times opening a show
- 2
There's somethin' wrong with the world today
I don't know what it is
Something's wrong with our eyes
We're seein' things in a different way
And God knows it ain't his
It sure ain't no surprise
We're livin' on the edge
Livin' on the edge
Livin' on the edge
Livin' on the edge
There's somethin' wrong with the world today
The light bulb's gettin' dim
There's meltdown in the sky
If you can judge a wise man
By the color of his skin
Then mister you're a better man than I
Livin' on the edge
You can't help yourself from fallin'
Livin' on the edge
You can't help yourself at all
Livin' on the edge
You can't stop yourself from fallin'
Livin' on the edge
Tell me what you think about your situation
Complication, aggravation
Is getting to you
If chicken little tells you that the sky is fallin'
Even if it wasn't would you still come crawlin'
Back again
I bet you would my friend
Again and again and again and again and again
Tell me what you think about your situation
Complication, aggravation
Is getting to you
If chicken little tells you that the sky is fallin'
Even if it was would you still come crawlin'
Back again
I bet you would my friend
Again and again and again and again
There's something right with the world today
And everybody knows it's wrong
But we can tell 'em no or we could let it go
But I'd would rather be a hanging on
Livin' on the edge
You can't help yourself from fallin'
Livin' on the edge
You can't help yourself at all
Livin' on the edge
You can't stop yourself from fallin'
Livin' on the edge
Livin' on the edge
Livin' on the edge
Livin' on the edge
Livin' on the edge
You can't help yourself from fallin'
Livin' on the edge
You can't help yourself at all
Livin' on the edge
You can't stop yourself from fallin'
Livin' on the edge
You can't help yourself
You can't help yourself
Livin' on the edge
You can't help yourself at all
Livin' on the edge
You can't help yourself
You can't help yourself
Livin' on the edge
You can't help yourself
You can't help yourself
Livin' on the edge
You can't help yourself from fallin'
Livin' on the edge
- Credits
- Tyler/Perry/Desmond Child
- Length
- 5:56
- First known play
- 1993-06-04
- Most recent known play
- 1994-10-07
- Total known full plays
- 26
The day rolls in, the night rolls out
Desire rules without a doubt
The heart beats fast, you salivate
And when you come it won't be late
I guess by now you got the score
A little taste you want it more
From San Antone to Marrakesh
Yeah when the night comes
Everybody's gotta have
Flesh, you got me all soakin' wet
Flesh, the only thing that's worth the sweat
From the day that Eve did Adam
Down to Romeo and Juliette
Everybody gotta have
The prince of lust has met his match
The witch has brewed her baddest batch
His sword is sharp and hard as stone
Her cauldron begs for one more bone
And so my love, this story's told
From modern times to days of old
From Boston Mass to Bangladesh
Yeah, when the night comes
Everybody's gotta have
Flesh, it's got me all soakin' wet
Flesh, the only thing that's worth the sweat
From the Mississippi River
To the highest mountain in Tibet
Everybody gotta have
Flesh, you got me all soakin' wet
Flesh, the only thing that's worth the sweat
Flesh, you got me all soakin' wet
Flesh, the only thing, the only thing, the only thing
From a sufi in a rickshaw
To a bimbo in a pink Corvette
Everybody gotta have
- Credits
- Perry
- Length
- 3:37
- First known play
- 1993-06-04
- Most recent known play
- 1994-12-18
- Total known full plays
- 105
You wonder why you got
Holes in your shoes
You wonder why they got
More money than you
You wonder why you got
Nothin' to lose
It makes no sense, don't
Try to figure it out
You gotta walk on down
Walk on down
Walk on down
When you're shit outta luck
There's just one thing to do and that's
Walk on down
Walk on down
Walk on down
When you're shit outta luck
There's just one thing to do and that's
Well, she says that she loves ya
In your mind there's no doubt, but
You feel like a stranger
When the lights go out
As you lie there awake
You think this ain't no gift
Don't try to figure
That weight's too heavy to lift
You gotta walk on down
Walk on down
Walk on down
When you're shit outta luck
There's just one thing
To do and that's
Walk on down
Walk on down
'Cause I got no time to lose
It's my life if I choose
Put on my walkin' shoes
Walk on down
Walk on down
Walk on down
When you're shit outta luck
There's just one thing
To do and that's
Walk on down
Walk on down
Walk on down
When you're shit outta luck
There's just one thing
To do and that's
Walk on down
Walk on down
Walk on down
When you're shit outta luck
There's just one thing
To do and that's
Walk on down
Walk on down
Walk on down
When you're shit outta luck
There's just one thing
To do and that's
Walk on down
- Credits
- Tyler/Perry/Jack Blades/Tommy Shaw
- Length
- 4:55
- First known play
- 1993-07-31
- Most recent known play
- 1994-10-15
- Total known full plays
- 97
Talk is cheap, shut up and dance
Don't get deep, shut up and dance
Love has got me down
A tear just hit the ground
So I started writing you this song
But the words I wrote came out all wrong
Yea, but it's all right
Talk is cheap, shut up and dance
Don't get deep, shut up and dance
When you can't define the crime
Then life ain't worth a dime
When they take away everything you got
And they rub your nose in the funky spot
Not without a fight
Talk is cheap, shut up and dance
Don't get deep, shut up and dance
When you work your fingers to the bone
Now what does that get you?
Nothing
If in a crowd of people
You're still alone
I hope that tells you
Something
The road to heaven is paved in hell
And it makes you wonder
Why you're here at all
Check out the shape of your circumstance
He wears the dress and she wears the pants
Here comes Jill and she needs romance
But you can't do jack so shut up and dance
Sex is like a gun
You aim, you shoot, you run
When you're splittin hairs with Mr. Clean
It' like gettin head from a guillotine
And the night has just begun
Talk is cheap, shut up and dance
Don't get deep, shut up and dance
Talk is cheap, shut up and dance
Don't get deep, shut up and dance
Talk is cheap, shut up and dance
Don't get deep, shut up and dance
- Credits
- Tyler/Perry/Taylor Rhodes
- Length
- 5:08
- Additional Personnel
- Tom Keenlyside (Tenor Sax), Ian Putz (Baritone Sax), Bob Rodgers (Trombone), Paul Baron (Trumpet), Bruce Fairbairn (Trumpet)
- First known play
- 1993-06-09
- Most recent known play
- 2018-05-05
- Total known full plays
- 930
- Total known partial plays
- 1
- Total times opening a show
- 3
- Total times closing a show
- 1
There was a time
When I was so broken-hearted
Love wasn't much of a friend of mine
The tables have turned
'Cause me and them ways have parted
That kind of love was the killin' kind
Now listen
All I want is someone I can't resist
I know all I need to know by the way that I got kissed
I was cryin' when I met you
Now I'm tryin' to forget you
Love is sweet misery
I was cryin' just to get you
Now I'm dyin' 'cause I let you
Do what you do down on me
Now there's not even breathin' room
Between pleasure and pain
Yeah you cry when we're makin' love
Must be one and the same
It's down on me
Yeah, I got to tell you one thing
It's been on my mind
Girl I gotta say
We're partners in crime
You got that certain something
What you give to me
Takes my breath away
Now the word out on the street
Is the devil's in your kiss
If our love goes up in flames
It's a fire I can't resist
I was cryin' when I met you
Now I'm tryin' to forget you
Your love is sweet misery
I was cryin' just to get you
Now I'm dyin' 'cause I let you
Do what you do to me
'Cause what you got inside
Ain't where your love should stay
Yeah, our love, sweet love, ain't love
Till you give your heart away
I was cryin' when I met you
Now I'm tryin' to forget you
Your love is sweet misery
I was cryin' just to get you
Now I'm dyin' to let you
Do what you do what you do down to
Baby, baby, baby
I was cryin' when I met you
Now I'm tryin' to forget you
Your love is sweet misery
I was cryin' when I met you
Now I'm dyin' 'cause I let you
Do what you do down to, down to, down to, down to
I was cryin' when I met you
Now I'm dyin' to forget you
Your love is sweet
I was cryin' when I met you
- Credits
- Tyler/Perry/Mark Hudson
- Length
- 5:58
- First known play
- 1994-09-21
- Most recent known play
- 1994-10-08
- Total known full plays
- 2
Shocking
Psychadelic sandwich!
Any way you can feel it
You shouldn't try to conceal it baby
You got to make up your mind
Any way I can steal it
Any way you can deal it to me
You know the pleasure's all mine
You gotta love it
You better own it
You gotta love it
And God knows it
You gotta sh-shove it
I'm gonna make things happen
Goin' round'n, round'n, round'n, round'n
Round'n, round'n, round'n, round'n
Round'n, round that's right
I wanna say you're a fire cracker
I wanna say you're a switch blade knife
You make your sex a career
Comin' down from an all night tripper
Pull your foot from the ruby slipper
'Cause you can't get there from here
You gotta love it
You better own it
You gotta love it
And God knows it
You gotta sh-shove it
I'm gonna make things happen
Goin' round'n, round'n, round'n,
Round'n, round'n, round'n, round'n, round'n
I got this feeling deep inside my gut
Overwhelming feeling of I know not what
One thing's for sure I ain't got
Time for those who can't relate
You gotta learn to love the midnight madness
You gotta revel in the good and badness
If ying and yang is your thing
What I gotta do to try and reach ya
Is it for real or just a double feature
So let's go throw the I Ching
You gotta love it
You wanna own it
You gotta love it
And God knows it
You gotta sh-shove it
You gotta make things happen
Goin' round'n, round'n,
Round'n, round'n, round'n,
I Ching
You gotta love it
- Credits
- Tyler/Perry/Desmond Child
- Length
- 5:16
- Additional Personnel
- Desmond Child (keyboards)
- First known play
- 1994-06-22
- Most recent known play
- 2017-09-24
- Total known full plays
- 78
- Total known partial plays
- 2
- Total times closing a show
- 2
C'mere baby
You know you drive me up the wall
The way you make good for all the nasty tricks you pull
Seems like we're makin' up more than we're makin' love
And it always seems you've got som'n on your mind
Other than me
Girl, you gotta change your crazy ways, you hear me?
Say you're leavin' on the seven-thirty train
And that you're heading out to Hollywood
Girl, you've been givin' me that line so many times
It kinda gets like feelin' bad looks good
That kinda lovin' turns a man to a slave
That kinda lovin' sends a man right to his grave
I go crazy, crazy, baby, I go crazy
You turn it on, then you're gone
Yeah you drive me crazy, crazy
Crazy for you baby
What can I do, honey
I feel like the color blue
You're packin' up your stuff
And and talkin' like it's tough
And tryin' to tell me that it's time to go
But I know you ain't wearin' nothin' underneath that overcoat
And that it's all a show
That kinda lovin' makes me wanna
Pull down the shade
That kinda lovin' yeah, now I'm
Never never never never gonna be the same
I go crazy, crazy, baby, I go crazy
You turn it on, then you're gone
Yeah you drive me crazy, crazy
Crazy for you baby
What can I do, honey
I feel like the color blue
I'm losing my mind
Girl, 'cause I'm goin' crazy
I need your love, honey
I need your love...
Crazy, crazy, crazy for you baby
I'm losin' my mind
Girl cause I'm going crazy
Crazy, crazy, baby I go crazy
You turn it on, then you're gone
Yea you drive me
- Credits
- Tyler/Perry/Lenny Kravitz
- Length
- 4:02
- Additional Personnel
- Lenny Kravitz ("Come On Joe")
- Total known full plays
- 0
If you think that you're strong
Wanna fight well come on
And line up
When the going gets tough
And your talk ain't enough
Line up
We gotta get up, get out
Before they get us down
'Cause livin up against the wall
Has got us locked up
Come on and line up
So don't be surprised
When they pull the wool
Over your eyes
You don't get funked up
If you gots all the stuff
And you can't get enough
Then line up
If you're out on a limb
And you wanna come in
Then line up
Your head's down, sittin' round
Pick your face up off the ground
And get yourself together baby
And learn to stand tough
Come on and line up
We better get to it
Instead of just standing around
It's time to get down
If you're playing to win
And you're only way in
Is line up
If we all wanna live
Then we all gotta give
Line up
We gotta get up, get out
Before they get us down
'Cause livin' up against the wall
Yeah, has got us locked up
Come on and line up
You better get to it
Instead of just standin' around
Yeah, it's time to get down
If you got all the stuff
And you can't get enough
Line up
Line up
If you think that you're strong
Wanna fight then come on
Line up
Line up
You gotta get yourself together
You gotta stand up and be counted
You gotta love, you gotta love, you gotta love
You gotta love
- Credits
- Tyler/Richie Supa
- Length
- 5:56
- Additional Personnel
- Richie Supa (Keyboards), Don Henley (Background Vocals)
- First known play
- 1993-09-04
- Most recent known play
- 2011-11-22
- Total known full plays
- 64
- Total times opening a show
- 1
I kept the right ones out
And let the wrong ones in
Had an angel of mercy to see me through all my sins
There were times in my life
When I was goin' insane
Tryin' to walk through
The pain
When I lost my grip
And I hit the floor
Yeah, I thought I could leave but couldn't get out the door
I was so sick and tired
Of livin' a lie
I was wishin' that I
Would die
It's amazing
With the blink of an eye you finally see the light
It's amazing
When the moment arrives that you know you'll be alright
It's amazing
And I'm sayin' a prayer for the desperate hearts tonight
That one last shot's a permanent vacation
And how high can you fly with broken wings?
Life's a journey not a destination
And I just can't tell just what tomorrow brings
You have to learn to crawl
Before you learn to walk
But I just couldn't listen to all that righteous talk
I was out on the street
Just tryin' to survive
Scratchin' to stay
Alive
It's amazing
With the blink of an eye you finally see the light
It's amazing
When the moment arrives that you know you'll be alright
It's amazing
And I'm sayin' a prayer for the desperate hearts tonight
Desperate hearts, desperate hearts
It's amazing
So, from all of is in Aerosmith
To all of you out there wherever you are
Remember, the light at the end of the tunnel may be you
Good night
- Credits
- Perry
- Length
- 2:16
- First known play
- 1993-08-13
- Most recent known play
- 2017-06-26
- Total known full plays
- 130
- Total known partial plays
- 4
(Instrumental)