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Raise Your Fist And Yell

Innehåller:
Freedom
Lock Me Up
Give The Radio Back
Step On You
Not That Kind Of Love
Prince Of Darkness
Time To Kill
Chop, Chop, Chop
Gail
Roses On White Lace

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Discografi

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Studioalbum

1969
Pretties For You

1970-79
Easy Action (1970)
Love It To Death (1971)
Killer (1971)
Schools Out (1972)
Billion Dollar Babies (1973)
Muscle Of Love (1973)
Welcome To My Nightmare (1975)
Goes To Hell (1976)
Lace And Whiskey (1977)
From The Inside (1978)

1980-89
Flush The Fashion (1980)
Special Forces (1981)
Zipper Catches Skin (1982)
DaDa (1983)
Constrictor (1986)
Raise Your Fist And Yell (1987)
Trash (1989)

1990-99
Hey Stoopid (1991)
The Last Temptation (1994)

2000-
Brutal Planet (2000)

Dragontown (2001)

The Eyes Of Alice Cooper (2003)

Dirty Diamonds (2005)

Live & Samlingar

At The Whiskey A Go Go
Freak Out Songs (1969)
School Days (1973)
Greatest Hits (1974)
Alice Cooper Show (1977)
The Beast Of Alice Cooper (1989)
Classicks (1995)
A Fistful Of Alice (1997)
Super Hits (1999)
Life And Crimes Of Alice Cooper (1999)
Definitive Alice Cooper (2001)
Hell Is (2003)





 Chop, Chop, Chop
(Raise Your Fist And Yell)

Some people call me the creeper
'Cuz they don't know my name or face
Because a homical genius never leaves a trace
I'm a lonely hunter
City full of game
Walkin' in the neon lights

Chop, chop, chop - engine of destruction
Chop, chop, chop - a perfect killing machine
Chop, chop, chop - it's symbiotic function
Chop, chop, chop - I keep the city so clean
Chop, chop, chop

Some people call me the Ripper
Stole my motus operandi from the movie screen
She's just a celluloid stripper
Just another bloody player in my splatter-filled dream
Women on the streets
Want money when we meet
I take them for a little ride

Chop, chop, chop - engine of destruction
Chop, chop, chop - a perfect killing machine
Chop, chop, chop - it's a symbiotic function
Chop, chop, chop - I keep the city so clean
Chop, chop, chop

She was standing on the corner
With her bright red lips
Her face was so white and pale (so pale)
She had a black leather skirt
That was tight to her hips
And an anklette with a name
It spelled M-a-r-y...Gail!
Gail
Gail

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