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dangerous curves

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Bee Sting  

Can you feel it, it’s buzzin’ ‘round  

Makes ya wanna grab the ceiling and pull it down  

It’s fantastic; it’s just what I need  

Come on, feel it – feel it with me  

You been stung and it’s bubblin’ bubblin’ up inside  

Bee Sting, Bee Sting, Bee Sting  

Your chest is heavin’ and it’s cleavin’  

You’re feeling wired  

Locomotor over to me, and you will see what will be  

It’s so good to be alive when you’re part of, part of the hive  

Ooh, the power of the flower, nectar divine  

Bee Sting, Bee Sting, Bee Sting  

Lovin’ me some sweet summertime  

Bee Sting  

You can’t deny what you’re feeling inside  

Just let it flow; let it fly  

You can’t deny what you’re feeling inside  

Just let it flow and you’ll fly  

Can you feel it, it’s buzzin’ around  

Makes ya wanna grab the ceiling and pull it down  

It’s fantastic; it’s just what I need  

Come on, feel it – feel it with me  

You been stung and it’s bubblin’ bubblin’ up inside  

Bee Sting, Bee Sting, Bee Sting  

Your chest is heavin’ and a cleavin’  

You’re feeling wired  

Ooh, the power of the flower, nectar divine  

Lovin’ me some sweet summertime  

Bee Sting  

Be the Bee! 

 

 

Damage Man  

Been drunk and wasted for six days  

And it’s coalescing into a velvet haze  

Lost my key, lost my way, I don’t know where my dog is  

So I think I’ll give myself a raise  

The price may be steep, but I’m good to go  

I’m the Damage Man  

Took a trip to the local wishing well  

I got a jump on – you know I gave it hell  

Everything I ever owned, I’m talkin’ hand-me-downs  

But I never thought to ring the bell  

The more that you reap, the more you sow  

Climb to the peak and explode  

See the Damage Man  

Hanging by a thread – hanging by a thread  

Come on, come on, it’s time for feeling better  

Come on, come on, it’s time for getting wetter  

Hold on, hold on, can you tell right from wrong  

It’s too late. So long. So glad I met her.  

The more that you reap, the more you sow  

Life denies the meek, so be bold  

Find what you seek and enfold  

Be the Damage Man – sow the Damage Man  

Catch me if you can; I’m the Damage Man  

Sow the Damage Man the Damage Man Yeah  

 

 

Dangerous Curves 

Temptation – highway is beckoning me 

Speed demon – we’re rolling too fast to see 

True metal, chromed up and jacked for the ride 

Sparks flying, got that bitch right by my side 

Now the nitrous is on 

Pedal’s down to the floor 

All lines all blurring to one 

V-8 give me some more 

Hell raiser – breaking the record’s a breeze 

Burnt rubber smells like a hellish disease 

Star gazer – Dangerous Curves up ahead 

Distraction – tachometer cannot be read 

You wave it all away and never wonder why 

Ain’t nothin’ but a thing; you never even try 

Lost traction on an oil-slick road 

Split second – reflexes in hyper mode 

Explosion – lost in a field of fire 

Damnation – the only thing left were the tires 

You gave it all away and never wonder why 

And now you’re gonna pay; you’re paying with your life 

You’re on your own (you’re on, you’re on your own) 

You’re all alone (you’re all, you’re all alone) 

 

  

Go Love Yourself 

I’m checkin’ out some dangerous curves 

She’s so vivacious, and I’ve got the nerve 

Her friend is giving me the evil eye 

But I just laugh and keep making time 

She got rude; she copped an attitude 

That beastie got all up in my grill 

I told that chick to chill 

I gotta tell you what happened to me 

I got pulled over by the county police 

Said I was doin’ a hundred and five 

I said, “hell yeah, it makes me feel so alive” 

He got mad; he said that I was bad 

The tickets they were fallin’ like rain 

But I don’t feel the pain 

You had your say, now get outta my face 

Hey, hey go love yourself 

Get down off your throne, and just leave me alone 

Hey, hey go love your…self 

I hear your voice clamor at me Pounding my ears relentlessly 

You spit and sputter and snarl like a cat 

I’m here to tell ya just where it’s at 

You had your say, now get outta my way 

Hey, hey go love yourself 

Toot your own horn, baby, I’m filled with scorn 

Hey, hey go love yourself 

Get down off your throne, and just leave me alone 

Hey, hey go love yourself 

Think you’re hot stuff, well I’ve had enough 

Hey, hey go fuck yourself 

 

 

Ripe 

Foreshadowing 

Talk about appealing, saw you standing there 

In the back of the room, baby va-va-voom, exuding savior faire 

Distracting is your beauty, delightful is your smile 

When you started to dance in those spandex pants, I was grinning like a crocodile 

The way you move - ow 

You got a nasty groove 

Feelin’ cowabunga, rock you all night long 

Ain’t no need to wonder, baby got it goin’ on 

Gauging the reaction, gettin’ a better view 

Sexual attraction, honey you know that you are sweet and Ripe 

Foreshadowing 

It’s hard to keep the distance when you’re near (you’re so near) 

Crossing the line from time to time, exposing the veneer 

Try to relate to me, try to relate to me (you’re so near) 

I’m just a honey bee tasting the nectar sweet, so sweet and Ripe 

And Ripe – so sweet – so Ripe 

Ripe – so Ripe 

Foreshadowing 

Time to bring the thunder, rock you all night long 

Ain’t no need to wonder, baby got it goin’ on 

Gauging the reaction, gettin’ a better view 

Sexual attraction, honey you know that you are sweet and Ripe 

Foreshadowing 

Ripe – so sweet – so Ripe, so Ripe, Ripe

 

 

Sashay  

I like the way that you sashay  

When you’re movin’ on down the line  

It’s a beautiful sight; it’s pure delight  

Gets me goin’ every time  

Can’t condone or deny  

What I’m feelin’ inside  

Instinct, don’t even have to think  

Que sera sera baby  

Be sanguine, ooh just let it shine  

‘Cause it’s a definite maybe  

And I’m lookin’ to find  

I gotta find my womantime  

Ooh womantime – womantime – womantime  

At the end of the day, when your nerves are frayed  

And you need a little Shangri-La  

Get face to face, ooh grab a little taste  

It’s the je ne sais quois  

And I know what I like; I just need my womantime  

I’ve got to have my womantime  

Ooh womantime – womantime – womantime  

I like the way that you sashay  

When you’re movin’ on down the line  

Ooh, it’s womantime  

  

     

Stem Cell  

Cloaked inside of controversy  

The rise of stem cell therapy  

The Vatican says it’s plunder  

Science says it’s a wonder  

Curing disease and injury  

The fight for federal funding  

At the congressional hearings  

Ethics consideration  

Embryonic gestation  

Boon or bane of society  

Drenched in the sweat of a nooner  

Caught between promise and rumor  

Beware the snare of quackery  

Arriving with alacrity  

Stem Cell – research  

Stem Cell – research  

Stem Cell – research  

Stem Cell  

Opinions vary on success  

The protocols are second-guessed  

Out on the vast horizon  

Frozen for future finding  

Grown inside a petri dish  

Drenched in the sweat of a nooner  

Caught between promise and rumor  

Beware the snare of quackery  

Arriving with alacrity  

Stem Cell – research  

Stem Cell – research  

Christopher Reeve fought so valiantly; he was a real Super Man for science, but he perished before he could get any Stem Cells.  

 

 

Walkout  

‘Tis the season of my regret  

Tried to kill me; I ain’t dead yet  

Fulsome living is my redress  

Tryin’ to find the happiness  

Kinda woman takes all she can  

Never standing by her man  

Doesn’t matter what’s at stake  

Always got to have your way  

Stupid is as stupid does  

Sacrificing what once was  

Now a pile of tainted meat  

Bask in bygones bittersweet  

Lie to my face with a smile  

Behind my back you run wild  

Realize I’ve been done wrong  

You’re out whoring all night long  

I’m walkin’ – I’m movin’ – I’m leavin’ – I’m walkin’ out  

Lackadasic if you will  

Never seem to get your fill  

Love your smoke and love your wine  

Leave your family far behind  

Fooled me once, yeah, fooled me twice  

Just a victim of avarice  

I won’t be your bowling pin  

In the gutter, I never win  

I’m walkin’ – I’m movin’ – I’m leavin’ – I’m walkin’  

On and on, on and on, on and on, I’m walkin’  

On and on, on and on, on and on, I’m movin’  

On and on, on and on, on and on, I’m leavin’  

On and on, on and on, on and on, I’m I’m walkin’ out – out, yeah  

 

 

© Dangerous Curves 2023

All Rights Reserved

 

Click on the track at the bottom of your screen to hear our original "Bee Sting" while cruising the site. Background choir kudos to Colonel Zadok Magruder High School, Rockville Maryland who came to the studio to record with us.

 

 

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