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Rock n Roll Rooster
02:48
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When I spy a girl in the crowd I point her out to a roadie
Each backstage pass that gets me laid scores him a handsome bonus
CHORUS 1
Yeah I’m the rock n roll rooster
Marking out my turf
When I strut my stuff
High up on my perch
3000 women in my photo albums, hotel keys are labelled
Just a tourist in the rock n roll zone cataloguing my trail
CHORUS 1
We made a pact to never shower or even take a sponge
One poor groupie couldn’t bear the smell and threw up on my junk
Bridge
200 grand/ in damages, they couldn’t make me budge
Carried out on an army stretcher, tranquilised by a gun
CHORUS 1
CHORUS 2
Hey I’m the rock n roll rooster
You can hear me crow
See the chicks all getting down “
Ready for the show
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Lawdy Mama Steppenwolf wowed the crowd
It’s a song about girls who don’t put out
I decided then and there that would never be me
I’d rather be a tart than a temptress-tease
Want a backstage pass for 3 Dog night
I’ll blow the whole crew, just form a line
Refuse to swallow? You can take that stand
You’ll be sitting in the crowd while I’m hanging with the band
CHORUS
My name’s in the phone book
Rock/stars know where to look
For the best known groupie in/town
Rock stars look me up and down
Difference is tonight you’ll climb into a Pinto
Head out on the highway to a Motel 6
Pick a 6-pack up just for a change
Spend the night with a total stranger
But in a Bentley I’ll be chauffer driven
Swept away to the Carlton Ritz
Drink champagne, eat caviar
Spend the night with a star
CHORUS
Keith and Roger in another fight
Roger flipped the table, started to cry
Lighten the mood Keith’s a charmer
I let him fuck me with a banana
Banned as a teacher, ostracised
Everywhere I go I’m recognised
Join me at the concert but don’t bother waiting
I’ll be back on the bus entertaining
CH x 2
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The lead guitarist would make a scene, couldn’t get his guitar in key
Grabbed it said I’d sort it out, had a smoke walked around
Gave it back never touched the pegs, same every night again and again.
It’s nice to be made a fuss of
Support band crew jump up and down in a tiny bit of space we set up around them
You can lug our gear leave our settings, don’t dare touch the mixing desk
And if we spare you a spotting light when you start late don’t go over time
It’s nice to be made a fuss of
CHORUS
Is that your face on the poster?
Is that your name up in lights?
Who’s here to headline the show?
And who’s just filling in time?
It’s nice to be made a fuss of
CHORUS
Gaffa the drummer to his stall, make sure he don’t fall off
For the singer a sidestage bucket just in case he needs to chunder
A mattress behind the keyboardist spot for every time he nodded off
It’s nice to be made a fuss off
Sashimi prawns only for the singer, bands allowed leftovers when he’s finished
Your donut isn’t big enough? You want a seat on the plane up the front?
When soundcheck gets put on hold, you can go down the shop for a chicko roll
It’s nice to be made a fuss off
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Security wants to know what I’m doing here
Hanging round without a backstage pass
Just cos we’re not in the big top, the circus is in town
A crystal ball tells me I’m in luck.
They send a camera round to get footage of all the girls
Parade them for the band going past
I’m always one of the few chosen for the party
I just wink and give a knowing glance
CHORUS
Who do I think I am, I might not be a rock star
I might not be a rock star, I’ll be with one tonight
He picked up his guitar so he could get the girl
Might not be a star, I’ll be with one tonight
I pick the least popular, make him feel special
With the rest of the band in my sights
I had all the guys in the band, the bass player misses out
I’m not a horse and we’re not taking rides
I doubt I’d even go down on my favourite British rocker
Hygiene was never their strongest mark
A little bit of tact and they can’t believe their luck
Invited them all in to share a bath
CHORUS
Verse solo
I’d work my way through the band but draw the line at crew
Sorry boys it’s not a tough decision
Won’t shake my idol’s hand with the same hand that jerked off
Some lighting guy or drum technician
They took me on the tour bus but Robert was ignoring me
When Jimmy finished spilling his truth
I wiped myself up with Robert’s favourite scarf
He wore next day on every interview
CHORUS
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Old School Roadie
03:37
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We call the worksheet the book of lies
Distance can be deceiving
Dartboard tours Cairns to Bunbury
Everywhere in between
Rolled a hire car Northern Territory
Only meant for city usage
Drove it back in 2 days
Pranged it again for insurance
Pre CHORUS
Carry round a manual what’s the point?
Do lines off the cover, roll a joint.
CHORUS
Work all day drive all night
Steep staircase load in
Unreasonable demands it’s my pleasure
I’m an old school roadie
Remind the singer not to smoke in the lobby
Slapped me then he punched me
I turned off the monitor at his request
So he could call me a fuckwit
Untangling chords he’s messed up
Fixing the amp he’d blown
He kicked and spat at me on stage
All just part of the show
Pre CHORUS
CHORUS
Go to bed straight after the gig?
Yeah try winding down and stopping
People jump and scream at your desk
Minutes before you knock off
Drove the Nullabor on my own
Feet on the dashboard ledge
Put a brick on the accelerator
Smoked a joint at sunset
Pre CHORUS
CHORUS
CHORUS 2
Work all day drive all night
I’m an old school roadie
6 inch nail so the fuse won’t blow
This is the life I’ve chosen
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Rock Around the Cock
03:16
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In the 50s and 60s we were screaming girls
Your only fans
Together we pushed the boundaries
Rock n Roll gave us a chance
Humping the mic stand by the 70s
Guitar slung below your waist
An improbable bulge in your leather pants
Thrust into my face
CHORUS
Rock around the cock, it’s a ticking time bomb
Spoilt white boys get what they want
Rock around the cock, it’s a ticking time bomb
Rock around the cock or chop it off “
Was I even legal tender
You spent me just the same
Boys in the crowd followed your lead
How could I feel safe
Rebel against your father’s crew cut
But reinforce his beliefs
Perm your hair long at my salon
Then ignore me til you need me
CHORUS
When we formed an all women band
Everyone said that’s cute
Male critics wrote us off
Bitch and slut and floozy
If the only place for your torpedo
Is between my thighs
I can stroke my strap on, strut and leer
Then chop it with a shiny knife
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In Bed with a Legend
04:32
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The lead singer invited me to join a tour bus trip
From a deep sleep I am roused
Reached to touch his flowing hair when I realised it was short
He told his roadie he would share me around
CHORUS
In bed with the legend, in love for a day
To get what I want, another rocker’s on his way
In bed with the legend, their manager or roadie
You get what you want and it’s on with the show
Me and another stripper at a party for The Who
Roger said, hurry up and shake your thing
I looked right at him said we’re not asking you to sing
You’re not working now and nor are we
CHORUS
Jimmy Buffet had a broken leg, met me in the kitchen
Looking for a private waitress
He might have had to hobble, let me put it this way
Still made his middle leg advantageous
Set to go meet the band again, dating a married man
If you want me he said I’ll walk out on my wife now
He lets me keep partying and boasts of my exploits
Jimmy Buffet has always been his idol
CHORUS
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Play in every town with a TV set
Everywhere we go we’re a rubberneck
Is there something you’re trying to tell us
You piss at the troff down the back of our legs
Wanna blow this town just one road south
Car headlights block our way out
They’re all waiting there to bash us
For checking out their girlfriends asses
CHORUS
We’re just here to root your sister (got a problem with that?)
Packing up at the start of the disco
In the middle of the dance floor see me spinning
With a chick at each end of my road case
I flop my manhood out on display
The show begins when we load in
By now everyone knows
Pretty Missies make it their business
We can’t help if we’re irresistible
CHORUS
Play in every town with a TV set
Everywhere we go we’re a rubberneck
Is there something you’re trying to tell us
You piss at the troff down the back of our legs
Venue neglects to settle debts
Try tell me the promoter’s dead
Best you can do for an excuse
Did the money die with him too?
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King Dick the Alpha Male
03:27
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The chicks are all over him
Nobody can work out why
He doesn’t seem to know himself
But he knows it feels alright
With the magnetism of an animal
I have been king of the bar
He’s on my turf I gotta know mate
Who do you think you are
CH
King Dick the Alpha Male x3
Every dog has his day
He used to be a puppy dog
Hanging round like a smell
Check him out the little prick
He can stand up for himself
Like I really give a fuck
He can bark and bite no doubt
There is nothing to his tricks
But there is something about
CHORUS
You might call me old dog
Take a trick and take a joke
Do not slap me on the back
Til you can prove you’re a good bloke
I will if you do first
Or are you above the crowd
Everyone’s sick of the sight of mine
So come on and flop it out
CHORUS
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Your Length of Love
03:48
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Before we wrote our letters to the band we learnt rhyming slang
We’re Barclay Bankers, specialised wankers, deposit you in our bank
Assignment for Art class, make a plaster cast, locate some solid matter
Hampton Wick is a rock hard dick makes a tangible transaction
CHORUS 1
It’s/your/moment in the spotlight
At the climax of your fame
I can mould/your length of love
Before it is too late
Went to the hotel, the singer was tickled, invited into his bed
The road to getting laid is plaster paved, my reputation soon spread
Hendrix got a blowjob, prepared the mould, still had a lot to learn
Forget to lube him, got stuck in his pubics, the worm has turned
CHORUS 1
Jello Biafra, Too Drunk to Fuck, Connelley’s Revolting Cock
Richard Lloyd, Matthew Sweet in a single feat, Eric Burdon broke the mold
David Yow, Jesus Lizard, whose blood and whose urine?
Wayne Kramer barely penetrated, Rocket Reducer
Zappa’s manager took my collection, wouldn’t give it back
Can’t keep an erection, a hard on forever, gonna have to give me some slack
Lawyers won my case, waived the fee, happy for the exposure
In the stand with my dicks, court room exhibits, see the legend grow
CHORUS 1
CHORUS 2
I can mould your length of love
Try to make it last
Give the public a souvenir
You still got the chance
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