Aerosmith - Rocks (1976) ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Steven Tyler - Lead Vocals, Keyboards, Electric Bass Joe Perry - Electric, Acoustic and Lap Steel Guitars, Six String Bass, Bass, Background Vocals Brad Whitford - Electric and Acoustic Guitars Tom Hamilton - Guitar, Bass Joey Kramer - Drums, Percussion, Background Vocals Paul Prestopino - Banjo. Produced by Aerosmith and Jack Douglas. Engineered by Jay Messina. Recorded at The Wherehouse, Waltham, Mass. Record Plant Studios, NYC, February-March 1976. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Track Listing 1) Back In The Saddle (Tyler, Perry) 4:39 2) Last Child (Tyler, Whitford) 3:25 3) Rats In The Cellar (Tyler, Perry) 4:05 4) Combination (Perry) 3:38 5) Sick As A Dog (Tyler, Hamilton) 4:14 6) Nobody's Fault (Tyler, Whitford) 4:22 7) Get The Lead Out (Tyler, Perry) 3:41 8) Lick And A Promise (Tyler, Perry) 3:04 9) Home Tonight (Tyler) 3:15 ------------------------------------------------------------------------ 1) Back In The Saddle (Tyler, Perry) 4:39 Chorus: I'm back I'm back in the saddle again I'm back I'm back in the saddle again Ridin' into town alone By the light of the moon I'm looking for ol Sukie Jones She crazy horse saloon Barkeep gimme a drink That's when she caught my eye She turned to give me a wink That make a grown man cry Chorus Come easy, go easy All right until the rising sun I'm calling all the shots tonight I'm like a loaded gun Peelin' off my boots and chaps I'm saddle sore Four bits gets you time in the racks I scream for more Fools' gold out of their mines The girls are soaking wet Not tounge's drier than mine I'll come when I get back I'm back in the saddle again I'm back I'm back in the saddle again I'm riding, I'm loading up my pistol I'm riding, I really got a fistful I'm riding, I'm shining up my saddle I'm riding, this snake is gonna rattle Chorus Ridin' high (2) Ridin' high already ------------------------------------------------------------------------ 2) Last Child (Tyler, Whitford) 3:25 (Spoken): I'm dreaming tonight, I'm leaving back home Right! Take me back to a south Tallahassee Down cross the bridge to my sweet sassafrassy Can't stand up on my feet in the city Gotta get back to the real nitty gritty Yes sir, no sir Don't come close to my Home sweet home Can't catch no dose Of my hot tail poon tang sweetheart Sweathog ready to make a skilk purse From a J Paul Getty and his ear With her face in the beer Home sweet home Get out in the field Put the mule in the stable Ma she's a cookin' Put the eats on the table Hate's in the city And my love's in the meadow Hands on the plow And my feets in the getto Stand up, sit down Don't do nothing Ain't no good when boss man's Stuffin' down their throats With paper notes As babies cry When you're rockin' in the street Home sweet home Mama, take me home sweet home I was the last child Just a punk in the streets ------------------------------------------------------------------------ 3) Rats In The Cellar (Tyler, Perry) 4:05 Goin' under, Rats In The Cellar Goin' under, skin's turnin' yellow Nose is runny, losin' my connection Losin' money, getting no affection New York City blues East side, West side lose Throw me in the slam Catch me if you can Believe That you're wearing Tearing me apart Safe complaining, 'casue everything's rotten Go insanin', and ain't a thing forgotten Feelin' cozy, Rats In The Cellar Cheeks are rosy, skin's turning yellow Lose it's party, lookin' rather lazy See my body, pushin up a-daisies New York City blues East side, west side lose Throw me in the slam Catch me if you can Believe That you're wearing Tearing me apart ------------------------------------------------------------------------ 4) Combination (Perry) 3:38 The street is cold, the dawn is grey My heart says no but my head says stay My work is finished, or so I've been told Can't part the three of us, once we got a hold I forgot the name I took a shot on the chin I'm rearranging my game Tell by the shape I'm in In the line of fire, you know what to say They gave us no choises, just one shade of grey My legs keep moving, I don't seem to stray But I know each step we take, they're one step away I found the secret, the key to the vault We walked in darkness, kept hittin' the walls I took the time, to feel for the door I found the secret, the key to it all I got the Nouveauree And dragged it home to bed I traded you for me I took it all and said I find my own fun, sometimes for free I got to pay it to come looking for me Walking on Gucci, wearin' Yves Saint Laurent Barley stay on, 'cause I'm so damn gaunt ------------------------------------------------------------------------ 5) Sick As A Dog (Tyler, Hamilton) 4:14 Please, I just got to talk to you Please, well keep your head out of the loo Please, we're a long, long way from home Please, you'd turn a young man's face to stone Chrous: Sick As A Dog, what's your story Sick As A Dog, a cat got your tounge Sick As A Dog, you'll be sorry Sick As A Dog, 'cause you're really ain't that young Please, you were much to my surprise Please, you're a lady in disguise Please, you're the only friend I got Please, you're the last to see me rot Please, it's a shame you're so refined Please, she was the last thing on my mind Please, don't be late to take it light Please, you're gonna bay into the night Say goodnight ------------------------------------------------------------------------ 6) Nobody's Fault (Tyler, Whitford) 4:22 Lord I must be dreaming What else could this be Everybody's screaming Running' for the sea Holy lands are sinking Birds take to the sky The prophets are all stinking drunk I know the reason why Eyes are full of desire Mind is so ill at ease Everything is on fire Shit piled up to the knees Out of rhyme or reason Everyone's to blame Children of the season Don't be lame Sorry, you're so sorry Don't be sorry Man has known it Now he's blown it Up-side down and hell's the only way We did an awful job And now they say it's Nobody's Fault Old st. Andres Seven years ago Shove it up their richters Red light stop and go Noble men of courage Listen with their ears Spoke but how discouraging When no one really hears One of these day's you'll be sorry Too many houses on stilt Three milion years or just a story Four on the floor up to the hilt Chorus: Man has known it Now he's blown it Up-side down and hell's the only way We did an awful job And now we're just a little too late Eyes are full of desire Mind is so ill at ease Everything is on fire Shit piled up in debris California showtime Five o'clock's the news Everybody's concubine Was prone to take a snooze Chorus ------------------------------------------------------------------------ 7) Get The Lead Out (Tyler, Perry) 3:41 Do you like good boogie Like the real boogie woogie Hear the juke box singin' Get the danc hall swingin' Won't you grab my shaker Got to meet your maker Get out the lead Get out of bed Get The Lead Out (Get ready), I'll show you my fist (Get ready), take hold of my wrist (Get ready), we really can't miss (Get ready) Hey good lookin' What cha got there cookin' You a young spring chicken Make your feet start kickin' No no, no no, no no, no no Oh, hey good lookin' What cha got there cookin' You a young spring chicken Make your feet start kickin' Boot it out, dance without me ------------------------------------------------------------------------ 8) Lick And A Promise (Tyler, Perry) 3:04 Johnny come late on a Saturday night Singin' how de do Backstreet boogie in the house of delight Where they steal the show The money come sour but the ladies are sweet Ad it's a love affair Whole place rockin', people stompin' their feet When the gang's all there He gets his lovin' every night for free He's out there rockin' like you wouldn't believe Singin' na, na, na... Johnny like to gamble with his lady Louise She was a black jack deuces are wild He got to thinking 'bout his nose in the breeze And Johnny looked and he smiled He started thinking 'bout the fortune and fame And the young girls down at his knees He dug the money but forgot all the names So he knew just how to appease Chorus: Lick And A Promise (3) He gave the ladies a - Lick And A Promise Loose change clover in his early, early years Had his poor mama pacin' the floors He grabbed a guitar and a couple of beers Now the crowd keeps screamin' for more Chorus ------------------------------------------------------------------------ 9) Home Tonight (Tyler) 3:15 Now it's time To say good night to you And now it's time To bid you sweet adieu And baby, drink a cheers to yesterday And mabye, you'll drink those tears away So baby, don't let go Hold on real tight 'Cause I'll be Home Tonight Tonight ------------------------------------------------------------------------