Big kick, plain scrap You better shut that trap Or come and get it. You kick like a mule. You eat like a pig. You drink like a fish. Oh you're a queer one, baby. Oh, when you hold me, in the night On drugs. You're so nice on drugs.
Big kick, plain scrap You better cut this crap Or come and get it. You monkey around You playin' with a horse You fish, of course, You're a cheap one, baby.
Oh when you kiss me, in the night. On drugs. You're so big on drugs.
When you clip me, in the night Yeah, at the Crest Motel On drugs. On drugs. Drugs, drugs. So nice on drugs.
Big kick, plain scrap You better cut this crap Or come and get it. You monkey around You playin' with a horse You fish, of course, You're a deep one, baby.
Big kick. Big kick, plain scrap.
Big kick, big kick, big kick, plain scrap. When you kiss me, In the night.
Writer/s: NICHOLAS ORAIN LOWE
Publisher: BMG Rights Management
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Nesto Ern from RenoOne of those Cool songs that I would, once in a blue moon, happen upon a snippet of, never hearing it in its entirety, and as such also never able to peg the title or artist. Its jam did resonate in my brain's subconsciousness though and when the intro popped on as I was listening to a newly acquired "Best of Nick Lowe" c.d. I got that sweet feeling of " Oh yeah... I vaguely remember this. Cool! Now I can finally hear the whole song--Diggin' it!" Then, at that moment, it all came together for me. Plus, I dug the whole compact disk! All twenty-five selections, and realized for the first time how much I enjoy and appreciate Nick Lowe's musical style. I hadn't the slightest clue how much cooler (solid!) he is than-Cruel to be Kind.
"Cleveland Rocks" was written by an Englishman. Ian Hunter wrote the song after touring America in the late '70s and finding that Cleveland was by far the most receptive city to his brand of Glam Rock.