"BITCH SCHOOL"

You been bad Don't do what I say You don't listen And you never obey Try to
teach  you  But  you just won't be good You won't behave the way A big girl
should  It's  time to give the whip a crack I'm gonna have to send you back
to Bitch School Bitch School

You're a beauty You're the best of your breed, You're a handful, And I know
what  you need, You need training, Gonna bring you to heel, I'm gonna break
you  with  my  will of steel, Discipline's my middle name, And no one comes
back the same from Bitch School Bitch School

No  more  sniffing strangers, or running free at night, You think my bark's
bad, honey-wait till you feel my bite,

You got problems, You whine and you beg When I'm busy, You wanna dance with
my  leg,  I'm  gonna  chain  you,  Make  you  sleep out of doors, You're so
fetching  when you're down on all fours, And when you hear your master, You
will come a little faster, thanks to Bitch School.



"THE MAJESTY OF ROCK"

There's  a pulse in the new-born sun; A beat in the heat of noon; There's a
song  as the day grows long, And a tempo in the tides of the noon, It's all
around  us  and  it's  everywhere,  And it's deeper than Royal blue, And it
feels so real you can feel the feeling!

And  that's  The Majesty of Rock!  The fantasy of Roll!  The ticking of the
clock,  The  wailing  of the soul!  The prisoner in the dock, The digger in
the hole, We're in this together...and ever...

In  the shade of a jungle glade, Or the rush of the crushing street, On the
plain,  on  the  foamy main...  You can never escape from the beat, It's in
the  mud  and it's in your blood And it's conquest is complete And all that
you can do is just surrender

To  the  Majesty of Rock!  The Pageantry of Roll!  The crowing of the cock,
The  running  of the foal!  The shepherd with his flock, The miner with his
coal, We're in this together...and ever...

When  we  die,  do  we  haunt the sky?  Do we lurk in the murk of the seas?
What then?  Are we born again?  Just to sit asking questions like these?  I
know, for I told me so, And I'm sure each of you quite agrees:  The more it
stays the same, the less it changes!

And  that's  the Majesty of Rock!  The Mystery of Roll!  The darning of the
sock,  The scoring of the goal!  The farmer takes a wife The barber takes a
pole, We're in this together...and ever...