Powerage (1978)

(Young, Young & Scott)



She had the way

Had the way

The way of letting me know

She knew the game

Called the play

Oh she hit me low

She said, Now you go your way

I'll go mine

And that's a start

Doctor, doctor

Ain't no cure

For the pain in my heart



CHORUS:

Gimme a bullet to bite on

Something to chew

Gimme a bullet to bite on

And I'll make believe

I'll make believe it's you



Don't need no drink

Don't need no drug

Don't need no sympathy

Sooner or later

Send me a bill

For what she's doing to me

Operator

Long distance lips

On the telephone

Come tomorrow

Come to grips

With me all alone



CHORUS



Bullet to bite on