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The Only Rock Album You’ll Ever Need
Disc 1
01. Black Betty
02. Kryptonite
03. The Dolphin’s Cry
04. Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This)
05. Dragula
06. Last Resort
07. Rollin’ (Air Raid Vehicle)
08. Straight Out of Line
09. Woman
10. Remedy
11. Smooth Criminal
12. She Hates Me
13. Go With the Flow
14. Hate Me
15. Lips of an Angel
16. What’s My Age Again?
17. Still Waiting
Disc 2
01. She Is My Sin
02. Riot
03. Buried Alive
04. From Heads Unworthy
05. Face Down
06. Make Me Wanna Die
07. All Around Me
08. Heads Will Roll
09. Set Me Free
10. Shake What Your Mama Gave You
11. First Date
12. Heroes of Our Time
13. Thnks fr th Mmrs
14. Ruby
15. Chelsea Dagger
16. Walk Idiot Walk
17. Happiness
Disc 3
01. Somebody Told Me
02. No Such Thing
03. Crawling in the Dark
04. Heavy
05. Epic
06. Celebrity Skin
07. Buddy Holly
08. Lit Up
09. Tears of the Dragon
10. Spoonman
11. Higher Ground
12. Walkin’ on the Sun
13. Fire Water Burn
14. Fire Woman
15. Hangar 18
16. Cowboys From Hell
17. I Am the Law
It ain't no joke, I'd like to buy the world a toke
And teach the world to sing in perfect harmony
And teach the world to snuff the fires and the liars
Hey, I know it's just a song, but it's spice for the recipe
This is a love attack, I know it went out, but it's back
It's just like any fad, it retracts before impact
And just like fashion it's a passion for the with-it and hip
If you got the goods, they'll come and buy it
Just to stay in the clique

So don't delay, act now, supplies are running out
Allow if you're still alive, six to eight years to arrive
And if you follow there may be a tomorrow
But if the offer's shunned
You might as well be walking on the Sun

Twenty-five years ago, they spoke out and they broke out
Of recession and oppression and together they toked
And they folked out with guitars around a bonfire
Just singin' and clappin', man, what the hell happened?
Then some were spellbound, some were hellbound
Some, they fell down and some got back up
And fought back against the meltdown
And their kids were hippie chicks, all hypocrites
Because fashion is smashing the true meaning of it

So don't delay, act now, supplies are running out
Allow if you're still alive, six to eight years to arrive
And if you follow, there may be a tomorrow
But if the offer's shunned
You might as well be walking on the sun

It ain't no joke when a mama's handkerchief is soaked
With her tears because her baby's life has been revoked
The bond is broke up, so choke up and focus on the close up
Mr. Wizard can't perform no god-like hocus-pocus
So don't sit back, kick back and watch the world get bushwhacked
News at ten, your neighborhood is under attack
Put away the crack before the crack puts you away
You need to be there when your baby's old enough to relate

So don't delay, act now, supplies are running out
Allow if you're still alive, six to eight years to arrive
And if you follow, there may be a tomorrow
But if the offer's shunned
You might as well be walking on the sun

You might as well be walking on the sun
You might as well be walking on the sun
You might as well be walking on the sun
You might as well be walking on the sun