RAMONES


R.A.M.O.N.E.S. Lyrics

New York City, N.Y.C., pretty mean when it wants to be
Black leather, knee-hole pants, can't play no high school dance
Fuzz tone, hear 'em go, hear 'em on the radio

Misfits twilight zone
R A M O N E S, R A M O N E S, Ramones

Bad boy rock, bad boy roll, gabba gabba see them go
C.J now hit the gas, Paul takes it up the ass
Go Johnny, go, go, go, go Tommy o-way-o

Misfits twilight zone
R A M O N E S, R A M O N E S, Ramones

Bad boys then, bad boys now, good buddies, mau, mau, mau
Keep it up, rock n' roll, punk music save your soul
Dee dee, he left home Joey calls me on the phone

Misfits twilight zone
R A M O N E S, R A M O N E S, Ramones

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Songwriter(s): Ian Fraser Kilmister, Philip Taylor, Richard Burston Michael, Philip Anthony Campbell, Philip John Taylor
Copyright: Warner/Chappell Music Ltd.
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