Midnight Radio ("Hed..

Rain falls hard
burns dry
A dream or a song
that hits you so hard
Filling you up
and suddenly gone
Breathe
feel love
Give free
know in your soul
Like your blood
knows the way
From your heart
to your brain
Knows
that you're whole
And you're
shinin'
Like the brightest
star
A transmission
on the midnight radio
And you're spinnin'
like a forty-five
Ballerina dancing
to your rock and roll
Here's
to Patti and Tina
And Yoko
Aretha
And Nona and Nico
and me
And all the strange
rock and rollers
You know
you're doing all right
So hold on
to each other
You gotta
hold on tonight
And you're
shinin'
Like the brightest
star
A transmission
on the midnight radio
And you're spinnin'
your new forty-fives
All the misfits
and the losers
Well you know you're
rock and rollers
Spinning
to your rock and roll

Lift up your hands
lift up your hands
Lift up your hands
lift up your hands
Lift up your hands
lift up your hands
Lift up your hands
lift up your hands
Lift up your hands
lift up your hands
Lift up your hands
lift up your hands
Lift up your hands
lift up your hands
Lift up your hands
lift up your hands
Lift up your hands
lift up your hands
Lift up your hands
lift up your hands

Sugar Daddy ("Hedwig..

I've got
a sweet tooth
For licorice drops
and jelly roll
Hey sugar daddy
Hansel needs
Some sugar
in his bowl
I'll lay out fine
China on the linen
And polish up
the chrome
If you've got
some sugar for me
Sugar daddy
bring it home
Blackstrap
molasses
You're my orange
blossom honey bear
Bring me
Versace blue jeans
Black designer
underwear
We'll dress up
like the disco dancing
Jet set
in Milan and Rome
If you've got
some sugar for me
Sugar daddy
bring it home
Oh the thrill
of control
Like the rush
of rock and roll
Is the sweetest taste
I've known oh yeah
So come on sugar daddy
bring it home

When honey bees
go shopping
It's something
to be seen
They swarm
to wild flowers
And get nectar
for the queen
And everything
you bring me
Got me dripping
like a honeycomb
If you've got
some sugar for me
Sugar daddy
bring it home
Oh the thrill
of control
Like the blitzkrieg
on the roll
Is the sweetest taste
I've known oh yeah
If you've got
some sugar
Bring it home
oh yeah
Come on sugar daddy
bring it home
Whiskey
and French cigarettes
A motorbike
with high-speed jets
A Water Pik
a Cuisinart
And a hypo-allergenic
dog
I want
all the luxuries
Of the modern
age
And every item
on every page
In the Lillian Vernon
catalogue
Oh baby something's
crossed my mind
I was thinking
you'd look so fine
In a velvet dress
with heels
And an ermine
stole
Oh Luther darling
heaven knows
I've never put
on women's clothes
Except for once
my mother's camisole
So you
think only a woman
Can truly
love a man
Well
you buy me the dress
I'll be more woman
than a man
Like you can stand
I'll be your Venus
On a chocolate clam
shell
Rising on a sea
of marshmallow foam
And if you got
some sugar for me
Sugar daddy
bring it home
It's our tradition
to control
Like Erich Honecker
and Helmut Kohl
From the Ukraine
to the Rhone oh yeah
Sweet home
uber allies
Lord
I'm coming home home
Come on sugar daddy
bring me home

Wicked Little Town (..

You know the sun is
in your eyes
And hurricanes
and rains
Black
and cloudy skies
You're running up
and down that hill
You turn it on
and off at will
There's nothing
here to thrill
Or
bring you down
And if you've got
no other choice
You know you can
follow my voice
Through the dark
turns and noise
Of this wicked
little town
Oh lady
luck has led you here
And
they're so twisted up
They'll twist you up
I fear
The pious
hateful and devout
You're turning tricks
'til you're turned out
The wind so cold
it burns
You're burning out
and blowing round
And if you've got
no other choice
You know you can
follow my voice
Through the dark
turns and noise
Of this wicked
little town

The fates are vicious
and they're cruel
You learn
too late
You've used two wishes
like a fool
And then you're
someone you are not
And Junction City
ain't the spot
Remember
Mrs. Lot
And
when she turned around
And if you've got
no other choice
You know you can
follow my voice
Through the dark
turns and noise
Of this wicked
little town