CIRCUS OF POWER CIRCUS OF POWER Track List 1.Motor {A. Mitchell/R. Mahler} 2.White Trash Queen {A. Mitchell/R. Mahler} 3.Call Of The Wild {A. Mitchell/G. Sunshine} 4.Needles {A. Mitchell/R. Mahler} 5.In The Wind {A. Mitchell/R. Mahler} 6.Heart Attack {A. Mitchell/R. Mahler} 7.Crazy {Iggy Pop} 8.Letters Home {A. Mitchell/R. Mahler} 9.Backseat Mama {A. Mitchell/R. Mahler/I. Burach} 10.Machine {A. Mitchell/R. Mahler/G. Sunshine} 11.Turn Up the Jams {A. Mitchell/R. Mahler} BAND Alex Mitchell-Vocals Ricky Beck Mahler-Guitar Gary Sunshine-Bass Ryan Maher-Drums Released 1988 on RCA label Produced by Daniel Rey MOTOR SHE GOT A SWEET FUNKY POWER TRAIN REAR END DRIVE MAKE THIS BOY INSANE SHE'S RIPPING OUT THAT SWEET HORSE POWER SHE TOOK ME UP TO 90 MILES AN HOUR COME ON RIDE WITH ME SHE GOT A MOTOR SHE GOT LIPS LIKE SHINY CHROME SHE'S OUT JAMMIN' 'NEATH THE THUNDER DOME SHE GOT SOME SERIOUS LEG SUSPENSION SHE TOOK ME INTO A NEW DIMENSION COME ON AND RIDE WITH ME SHE GOT A MOTOR SHINY BLOCK UNDER SILKY HOOD THAT BITCH IS JAMMIN' LIKE I NEW SHE WOULD HOT BLACK FOR EXTERIOR YO BABY I GOT THE CASE ON YOUR INTERIOR WHEN YOU PUT YOUR HEEL TO THE FLOOR I WANNA BLOW MORE THAN JUST YOUR DOORS THAT'S ALRIGHT BABY WE NEED SOME ACTION WE GOT THE RUBBER BABY,WE GOT THE TRACTION COME ON AND RIDE WITH ME SHE GOT A MOTOR WHITE TRASH QUEEN BACKSEAT DADDY HAD A CAJUN QUEEN VOODOO LOVE DOWN IN NEW ORLEANS CATFISH JUMPIN' IN THE OLD BAYOU MAMA'S OUT BACK WITH THE WITCHES BREW DELTA LADIES,CALL HER THE WHITE TRASH QUEEN GOT YOUR SPELL ON ME IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN RADIO SINGIN' ALL ABOUT DOLLY DAGGER SUN SO HOT,GONNA MAKE YOU STAGGER SHOEFLY BUZZIN' ALL AROUND THE PLACE HOT SWEAT TRICKLIN' DOWN MY FACE JESUS STANDIN' THERE,MAKES YOU WONDER I HEAR THE SOUND OF THE DEVIL'S THUNDER HEAD STARTS SPINNIN' AROUND AND AROUND WHICH WAY DO I GO TO GET OUT OF TOWN DELTA LADIES CALL HER THE WHITE TRASH QUEEN GOT YOUR SPELL ON ME IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN DELTA LADIES CALL HER THE WITE TRASH QUEEN I KNEW THAT GIRL WHEN SHE WAS JUST SIXTEEN CAUGHT A NOONTIME TRAIN TO GET BACK HOME I HOPE MY BABY IS STILL ALONE MR. CONDUCTOR CAN YOU GET OUTA HERE GOTTA GET MY ASS RIGHT INTO GEAR GOTTA GET BACK TO NEW YORK CITY GOTTA GET BACK TO THE GIRLS SO PRETTY SHE'S BEEN WAITING ON ME SO LONG HONEY CAN'T WAIT TO HEAR YOUR SONG DELTA LADIES CALL HER THE WHITE TRASH QUEEN I KNEW THAT GIRL WHEN SHE WAS JUST SIXTEEN DELTA LADIES CALL HER THE WHITE TRASH QUEEN GOT YOUR SPELL ON ME IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN CALL OF THE WILD CALLING ALL CHILDREN OF THE RISING SUN I'M CALLIN' YOU BABY 'CAUSE YOUR ARE THE ONE AH LET'S GO DOWN AND GET US SOME ACTION COME ON LITTLE BABY GIVE ME SATISFACTION THE HIGHWAY SOUL IS BURNING MILE AFTER MILE THE EAGLE CRIES OUT TO THE GOD IN THE SKY OH BABY CAN'T YOU HEAR THEN CALL OF THE WILD? THE CALL OF THE WILD CALLING ALL CHILDREN OF THE VELVET NIGHT GET YOUR MOTOR DOWN TO THE CITY OF LIGHT TAKE YOUR LITTLE BABY BY THE HAND JAM IT ON DOWN TO THE PROMISED LAND THE HIGHWAY CHILD KNOWS NO SPACE OR TIME TONIGHT I'M GOING TO TAKE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND OH BABY CAN'T YOU HEAR THE CALL OF THE WILD? THE CALL OF THE WILD THE CALL OF THE WILD YEAH THE CALL OF THE WILD CALLING ALL CHILDREN OF ELECTRIC AGES CALLING ALL THE GODS AND THE FOOLS AND SAGES DON'T LET YOUR PEOPLE DROWN IN A RIVER OF MADNESS YEAH,GET YOUR PEOPLE DOWN TO THE SEA OF MADNESS THE HIGHWAY CHILD KNOWS NO SPACE OR TIME THE EAGLE CRIES OUT TO THE GOD IN THE SKY BABY CAN'T YOU HEAR THE CALL OF THE WILD? BABY CAN'T YOU HEAR THE CALL OF THE WILD? THE CALL OF THE WILD THE CALL OF HE WILD NEEDLES ONE MORE NEEDLE ANOTHER BLINK IN YOUR EYE IF YOUR NOT CAREFUL,BABY THIS TIME YOU'LL DIE YOU TOLD YOURSELF YOU'D NEVER DO IT AGAIN DON'T YOU REALIZE YOUR KILLING YOUR FRIENDS IT'S A LONG WAY HOME IT'S A LONG WAY HOME LOOK OUT THE WINDOW WAITING FOR YOUR MAN YOU GET THE MONEY ANYWAY THAT YOU CAN YOUR LIFE'S A BATHROOM WITH A SPIKE AND A SPINE DON'T TELL ME BROTHER THAT YOU'LL KICK IT REAL SOON IT'S A LONG WAY HOME IT'S A LONG WAY HOME WHOLE WORLD IS DOWN ON YOU TELL ME PRESSURES TOO MUCH DN'T YOU REALIZE THAT YOU'RE OUT OF TOUCH I AIN'T NO ANGEL AIN'T MADE OUT OF GOLD BUT I'LL TELL YOU BABY I AIN'T SELLING MY SOUL IT'S A LONG WAY HOME LONG WAY HOME LONG WAY HOME IN THE WIND CLIMBED ON TOP OF THE HIGHEST HILL WE DRANK FROM MY DADDY'S WHISKEY STILL WE LOST OUR WALLETS AND WE LOST OUR MINDS WE WENT FOLLOWING HE SUN TO SEE WHAT WE COULD FIND I WANNA RIDE WITH YOU IN THE WIND I WANNA DIE WITH YOU IN THE WIND IN AN ABANDONED TOWN LAY BONES AND SKULLS WE MADE LOVE AMONGST THEM AND BATHED IN THE WELL THE SUN GOIN' DOWN WAS A BURNIN' RED WE WERE LYING IN OUR SACRIFICIAL BED I WANNA RIDE WITH YOU IN THE WIND I WANNA DIE WITH YOU IN THE WIND I WANNA TAKE YOU WHERE YOU'VE NEVER BEEN I WANNA RIDE WITH YOU IN THE WIND CRIMSON HELMETED SOLDIERS MARCHING SLOWLY ACROSS THE LAND CHILDREN RUNNING TO THE PYRAMIDS METAL DRAGONS CRAWLED FROM THE SEA I WAS LOST SOMEWHERE BABY WHEN YOU YOU RESCUED ME DOWN IN THE VALLEY WITH A CAJUN MOON I DECIDED THAT'S WHEN I WANNA MARRY YOU YOU GAVE ME WINE,I GAVE YOU FLOWERS THE RAIN FELL DOWN FOR FOURTEEN HOURS I WANNA RIDE WITH YOU IN THE WIND I WANNA DIE WITH YOU IN HE WIND I WANNA TAKE YOU WHERE YOU'VE NEVER BEEN I WANNA RIDE WITH YOU IN THE WIND HEART ATTACK SHE IS A TATTOOED SEX MACHINE SHE MADE A MAN HARD IN HIS JEANS SHE CAME TO ME ON WHEELS OF FIRE SHE'S GIVING ME ELECTRIC DESIRE THEY CALL HER COSMIC MOTORCYCLE QUEENI'D RATHER HAVE MYSELF A LITTLE WITCH MAN THAN TO ANSWER TO SOME CLEAN CUT BITCH SO COME ON BABY START DRESSING UP IN BLACK I GOT A HEART ATTACK SHE GOT THE WIND BLOWING THROUGH HER HAIR DON'T TELL HER NOTHING BABY SHE DON'T CARE NOT THE KIND YOU TAKE HOME TO MAMA BUT NOT THE KIND YOU KEEP UNDER COVER SHE'S GOT THE DEVIL DOWN IN HER SOUL JAMMIN' THE BADDEST ROCK-N-ROLL SHES HERE TODAY BUT SHES GONE TOMORROW SHE'LL MAKE YOU STEAL,BEG,CHEAT OR BORROW COME ON BABY START DRESSING UP IN BLACK I GOT A HEART ATTACK COME N BABY START DRESSING UP IN THE BLACK I GOT A HEART ATTACK SHE'S FINALIZING ALL SITUATIONS SHE IS THE ROCK CHILD OF CREATION SHE CAN SLITHER LIKE A SNAKE IN THE SAND JUST LIKE A DOG I WANNA BE HER MAN SHE TOUCHED MY HAND I GOT A CORONARY INSIDE HER LEGS I GOT SANCTUARY THE DOCTOR HOOKED ME TO A BLOOD MACHINE SAID I WAS THE WORST CASE HE'D EVER SEEN COME ON BABY START DRESSING UP IN THE BLACK I GOT A HEART ATTACK COME ON BABY START DRESSING UP IN THE BLACK I GOT A HEART ATTACK CRAZY WELL I WAS RIDING MY BRAIN ONE SACCHARINE NIGHT WHEN THIS SABER TOOTH GIRL PUT MY GUTS IN A VICE SHE RIPPED ME AND RAPED ME IN THE STRANGEST ROMANCE I FELT SO I HAD TO DROWN IN MY PANTS SHE WENT CRAZY WHEN I TRIED TO GET RID OF THIS WRIGGLING FIND SHE HASSLED MY BONES WITH A MEAN ASS GRIND SHE SPIT AND SHE HISSED AND THEN SHE CALLED ME A TURD I WAS SO SURPRISED I COULD NOT SAY A WORD WALLPAPER GROANING IN MY WIERD HOTEL DOWN ON MY BED THIS STONE BEAUTY FELL I CALLED UP THE BOUNCER WHO SAID SHE LOOKED SWEET AND FOR TEN BUCKS HE'D THROW HER DIRTY ASS IN THE STREET SHE WENT CRAZY SICKLY LITTLE FINGERS NEED A WAY TO MAKE THEM WELL THE ONLY WORLD I WANT BABY IS A BLITZKRIEG BUM-LUCK BEAT UM UP BIZARROS SHE WENT CRAZY LETTERS HOME BABY I'M SO GODDAMN CONFUSED I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO I AIN'T HEARD FROM YOU ABOUT SIXTEEN DAYS POSTMAN GOT NO NEWS THE NIGHTS GO BY LIKE CIGARETTES JUST LYING THERE BURNING SLOW AND LONG AH BABY I AIN'T THAT STRONG I SENT LETTERS HOME TO MAMA,BUT YOU KNOW MAMA NEVER SENT THEM BACK GET UP IN THE MORNING AND I BALL THAT JACK I'M OUT FOR ONE OR TWO THE MORE I DRINK,THE MORE I THINK THE MORE I'M BORN TO LOSE YOU RATTLED MY SNAKE AND SHOO MY HIDE AND THEN YOU MOVED MY TRAIN MOVED IT ON DOWN THE LINE ON DOWN THE LINE I SENT LETTERS HOME TO MAMA,BUT YOU KNOW MAMA NEVER SENT THEM BACK MAMA USED TO SOOTHE MY ACHING HEAD MAMA USE TO DO MY CLOTHES MAMA USED TO TUCK ME INTO BED MAMA USED TO BLOW MY NOSE ROUND AND AROUND AND AROUND WE GO WHERE WE STOP NOBODY KNOWS FOR SURE BABY,THAT'S FOR SURE I SENT LETTERS HOME TO MAMA,BUT YOU KNOW MAMA NEVER SENT THE BACK BACKSEAT MAMA DRIVIN' DOWN THE HIGHWAY,I CAN'T GET ENOUGH SPEED I GOT A TANK FULL OF NITRO BUT BABY THAT AIN'T WHAT I NEED WON'T YOU SHOVE A LITTLE CLOSER SLIP INTO GEAR EASY ON THE CLUTCH IF YOU NOW WHAT I MEAN,DEAR BACKSEAT MAMA, TELL ME DO YOU WANNA BACKSEAT MAMA, YOU GOTTA TELL ME DO YOI WANNA JAMMIN' ON THE SHOULDER LUBE JOB BLOWN OUT HEAD I SAID THE WAY YOUR WORKING ME YOU BRING THE MOTOR BACK FROM THE DEAD YOU'VE GOT THE FRONT END ROCKIN BACKSEATS ON FIRE COME ON BABAY,LET ME TAKE YOU HIGHER BACKSEAT MAMA,TELL ME DO YOU WANNA BACKSEAT MAMA,YO GOT TO TELL ME THAT YOU WANNA NOW WERE KICKIN ASS GOT MY SIGHTS SET DOWN YOUR ROAD WELL I CAN FEAL IT GETTIN HEAVY PRETTY SOON I'M GONAA BLOW TAHT LOAD INJECTING SOME FUEL INTO YOUR HIPS FILL IT UP BABY YOU CAN KEEP THE TIP BACKSEAT MAMA,TELLME DO YOU WANNA BACKSEAT MAMA,YOU GOTTA TELL ME DO YOU WANNA BABY DO YOU WANNA MACHINE I AM YOUR WAR MACHINE I AM YOUR GHETTO SCENE I AM THE LOVE OF MONEY I BOUGHT ME A LITTLE HONEY BLIND TO LOVE,BUT HIP TO LUST HE'S HIP TO GOLD,BUT BLIND TO RUST HE LEFT THE SOLDIERS LYING DEAD I'M WORKING FOR THE MACHINE WORKING FOR THE MACHINE I AM A ROBOTIC CLONE DON'T EVER LEAVE ME ALL ALONE YES I AM THE DANGEROUS BOY CAUSE I BOUGHT ME A LITTLE TOY HES BLIND TO LOVE BUT HIP TO LUST HE'S HIP TO GOLD BUT BLIND TO RUST HE LEFT THE SOLDIERS LYING DEAD MAN C'MON BABY,I'M WORKING FOR THE MACHINE WORKING FOR THE MACHINE HIS CHILDREN ARE A DEATH REFLECTION THEY'RE HEADED IN THE SAME DIRECTION TRANSISTOR BRAINS AND PLASTIC SOULS I TELL YOU BABY,THEY WORKING FOR THE MACHINE WORKING FOR THE MACHINE THEY WORKING FOR THE MACHINE WORKING FOR THE MACHINE YOU WORKING FOR THE MACHINE BABY WORKING FOR THE MACHINE I'M WORKING FOR THE MACHINE TURN UP THE JAMS GET ME DOWNTOWN TO A LITTLE PLACE WHERE THE JUKEBOX JAMS YOUR FEET SMOKIN' AND A DRINKIN' AND A LITTLE BULLSHITTIN' GONNA GET YOU SOMETHIN' SWEET EVERYBODY'S HERE AND THE TIME IS RIGHT SO BABY GET ON THE FLOOR MAKE IT ALL LOOSE LIKE A LONG NECK GOOSE I'LL GET DOWN WITH YOU THAT'S FOR SURE COME ON BABY,TURN UP THE JAMS COME ON BABY TURN UP THE JAMS THE JOINT IS JUMPIN' AND A DOG IS HUMPIN' A GATOR MAMA AGAINST THE WALL WHEN A DUDE WALKS IN ABOUT THREE FEET WIDE HE'S GOTTA BE EIGHT FEET TALL MR. BARTENDER CAN YOU FILL MY GLASS BEFORE HE KICKS MY ASS I AIN'T TALKIN' TO YOUR LADY DUDE BUT I'M TALKING TO MYSELF,THATS FOR SURE COME ON BABY TURN UP THE JAMS COME ON BABY TURN UP THE JAMS QUARTER TO THREE AND IT'S TIME TO LEAVE SO 'M HEADIN' OUT TOWARDS THE DOOR LITTLE QUEENIES GOT A DIFFERENT DREAMY SO I'M HANGIN' OUT FOR ONE MORE DRIVE ME ON BABY ON THROGH THE NIGHT DRIVE ME ON TOWARDS THE SORE TAKE ME OUT TO SOME FUNKY PLACE WHERE I AIN'T BEEN BEFORE COME ON BABY TURN UP THE JAMS COME ON BABY TURN UP THE JAMS