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Babylon - The Elektra Years 1987-1992
Disc 1
01. Don't Change That Song
02. Bathroom Wall
03. No Room for Emotion
04. Cathouse
05. Babylon
06. Smash Alley
07. Shooting You Down
08. City Has No Heart
09. Ship Rolls In
10. Bottle in Front of Me
Disc 2
01. Where There's a Whip, There's a Way
02. Little Dove
03. Poison Ivy
04. House of Pain
05. Gonna Walk
06. Pulling Weeds
07. Slip of the Tongue
08. Cryin' Shame
09. Tattoo
10. Ain't No Way Around It
11. Arizona Indian Doll
12. Please Dear
Disc 3
01. Bathroom Wall (remix)
02. Poison Ivy (edit)
03. Pulling Weeds (live)
04. Slip of the Tongue (live)
05. Babylon (live)
06. House of Pain (edit)
Disc 4
01. Nonstop to Nowhere
02. The Body Thief
03. Jack the Bastard
04. Big Dictionary
05. Madam Ruby's Love Boutique
06. Only Way Out
07. Maid in Wonderland
08. Friends
09. Cat Bash
10. Loose Booty
11. Mr. Lovedog
12. Out With a Bang
13. Nonstop to Nowhere (CHR version)
14. Too Tight
15. Charge Me Up
16. You're So Vain
It's not safe, can't you understand
Your puppy love noose got my balls in hand
And it ain't easy being me
I don't understand myself
It's not the season for a sweetheart relation
It's out of my hands when the feeling leaves the station
Really I don't need this house of pain

You squeeze me 'til there's no reply
And I'm all out of breath
I drowned in your river
And pulled out your sliver
I'm sleeping with the dogs again

It's just too tight
Your grip on my, on my heart yeah
It's just too tight
It's just a strangulation
It just ain't right
Loosen your noose, this ain't hangman
This ain't right
It squeezes the daylights out of me
It's too tight

Down around the corner at Rosco's kitchen
You're giving me the runs with all your bitchin
You're a fool child, a fool to fall for me
Maybe someday I'll get my house in the meadow
Put a bun in the oven, throw away my stiletto
Really I don't know just where or when

You squeeze me 'til there's no reply
And I'm all out of breath
I drowned in your river
And pulled out your sliver
I'm sleeping with the dogs again

It's just too tight
Your grip on my, on my heart yeah
It's just too tight
It's just a strangulation
It just ain't right
Loosen your noose, this ain't hangman
This ain't right
It squeezes the daylights out of me
It's too tight

Maybe I'm dumb, yeah maybe I'm stupid
But I say shoot that stupid ass Cupid
If he knocks, knocks on my door again