#-----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# # This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # # song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #-------------------------------------------------------------------------------# Def Leppard Covers of other artists In concert and on several b-sides, Def Leppard has covered several bands that have influenced their sound. This page has the lyrics to the covers that they have played and recorded but which are not part of their regular discography. Cover songs from the released albums are listed in that album's regular lyrics sheet. Action (on Retro Active lyrics sheet) Only After Dark (on Retro Active lyrics sheet) Rebel Rebel (on X lyrics sheet) Stay With Me (on X lyrics sheet) Who Do You Love? (on Euphoria lyrics sheet) All songs from Yeah! are on the Yeah! lyrics sheet Elected (Alice Cooper) I'm your top prime cut of meat, I'm your choice, I wanna be elected, I'm your yankee doodle dandy in a gold Rolls Royce, I wanna be elected, Kids want a savior, don't need a fake, I wanna be elected, We're all gonna rock to the rules that I make, I wanna be elected, elected, elected. Good evening Mr & Mrs America and all ships at sea, The candidate is taking the country by storm. I never lied to you, I've always been cool, I wanna be elected, I gotta get the vote, and I told you 'bout school, I wanna be elected, elected, elected, Hallelujah, I wanna be selected, Everyone in the United States of America. We're gonna win this one, take the country by storm, We're gonna be elected, You and me together, young and strong, We're gonna be elected, elected, elected, Respected, selected, call collected, I wanna be elected, elected. "And if I am elected I promise the formation of a new party A third party, the Wild Party! I know we have problems, We got problems right here in Central City, We have problems on the North, South, East and West, New York City, Saint Louis, Philadelphia, Los Angeles, Detroit, Chicago, Everybody has problems, And personally, I don't care." Little Wing (Jimi Hendrix) Well she's walking through the clouds with a circus mind that's running wild Butterflies and zebras and moonbeams and fairly tales, That's all she ever thinks about... Riding the wind When I'm sad she comes to me with a thousand smiles she gives to me free It's alright, she says, it's alright, Take anything you want from me, anything. Fly on, little wing. Now I'm Here (Brian May) Here I stand Look around around around But you won't see me Now I'm here, Now I'm there, I'm just a... Just a new man Yes you made me live again A baby I was when you took my hand And the light of the night burned bright And the people all stared didn't understand But you knew my name on sight Whatever came of you and me America's new bride to be - don't worry baby I'm safe and sound Down in the dungeon just Peaches 'n' me Don't I love her so A thin moon me in a smoke-screen sky Where the beams of your lovelight chase Don't move, don't speak, don't feel no pain With a rain running down my face Your matches still light up the sky And many a tear lives on in my eye Down in the city just Hoople 'n' me Don't I love him so Whatever comes of you and me I love to leave my memory with you Now I'm here Think I'll stay around around around We'll be down in the city justa you 'n' me Don't I love you so Release Me (E. Miller, D. Williams, R. Yount) Hey please release me let me go And for I don't love you anymore To waste our lives would be insane And release me and let me love again Oh I have found a new love dear And I will always want her near Her lips are warm while yours are cold And release me my darling let me go Please release me let me go And for I don't love you anymore To waste our lives would be insane And so release me and let me love again Ah (Ooh) So please release me let me go And for I don't love you anymore And to waste our lives would be insane And so release me and let me love again Hey please release me And for I don't love you anymore To waste (Excuse me) would be insane And so release me and let me love again So release me and let me love again (Let me go) (Let me go) Travelling Band (Creedence Clearwater Revival) 737 coming out of the sky Oh won't you take me down to Memphis on a midnight ride I want to move Playing in a travelling band, ee-ya! Well I'm flying across land Trying to get a hand Playing in a travelling band Take me to the hotel baggage car no where Come on come on won't you get me to my room I want to move Playing in a travelling band, ee-ya! Well I'm flying across the land Trying to get a hand Playing in a travelling band Listen to the radio talking about the last show Someone got excited, had to call the state militia I want to move Playing in a travelling band, ee-ya! Well I'm flying across the land Trying to get a hand Playing in a travelling band, Oh-wow! (solo) (use walking bass) Hell will come again on a Saturday night Oh with your fussing and your fighting Won't you get me to the right I want to move Playing in a travelling band, ee-ya! Well I'm flying across the land Trying to get a hand Playing in a travelling band, oh-wow! (guitar solo) Oh I'm playing in a travelling band Playing in a travelling band Won't you get me, take me hand Well I'm playing in a travelling band Well I'm flying across the land Trying to get a hand Playing in a travelling band, oh-wow! Hey! Under My Wheels (Alice Cooper) The telephone is ringing You got me on the run I'm driving in my car now Anticipating fun I'm driving right up to you, babe I guess that you couldn't see, yeah yeah But you under my wheels Why don't you let me be 'Cause when you call me on the telephone Saying take me to the show And then I say, honey, I just can't go Old lady's sick and I can't leave her home The telephone is ringing You got me on the run I'm driving in my car now I got you under my wheels I got you under my wheels I got you under my wheels Yeah yeah I got you under my wheels Yeah yeah I got you under my wheels The telephone is ringing You got me on the run I'm driving in my car now Anticipating fun I'm driving right up to you, babe I guess that you couldn't see, yeah yeah But you was under my wheels, honey Why don't you let me be, yeah yeah I got you under my wheels I got you under my wheels I got you under my wheels Yeah yeah You Can't Always Get What You Want (Rolling Stones) I saw her today at the reception, A glass of wine in her hand. I knew she would meet her connection, At her feet was a footloose man. Now you can't always get what you want, You can't always get what you want, You can't always get what you want, But if you try sometimes you'll find You'll get what you need. I saw her today at the reception, A glass of wine in her hand. I knew she was gonna meet her connection, At her feet was a footloose man. You can't always get what you want, You can't always get what you want, You can't always get what you want, But if you try sometimes you might find You'll get what you need. I went down to the demonstration, To get my fair share of abuse. Singing "we're gonna vent our frustrations, And if we don't we're gonna blow a 50-amp fuse." Repeat Chorus I went down to the Chelsea drugs To get your prescription filled. I was standing in line with Mr. Jimmy, And man, did he look pretty ill. We decided that we would have a soda, My favorite flavor, cherry red. I sung my song to Mr. Jimmy, And he said one word to me, and that was "dead," I said to him, Repeat Chorus You'll get what you need--yeah, oh baby. I saw her today at the reception, In her glass was a bleeding man. She was practiced at the art of deception, Well I could tell by her bloodstained hands. Repeat Chorus Ziggy Stardust (David Bowie) Ziggy played guitar, jamming good with Weird and Gilly The spiders from Mars. He played it left hand But made it too far Became the special man, then we were Ziggy's band Ziggy really sang, screwed up eyes and screwed down hairdo Like some cat from Japan, he could lick 'em by smiling He could leave 'em to hang Came on so loaded man, well hung and snow white tan. So where were the spiders while the fly tried to break our balls Just the beer light to guide us, So we bitched about his fans and should we crush his sweet hands? Ziggy played for time, jiving us that we were voodoo The kids were just crass, he was the nazz With God given ass He took it all too far but boy could he play guitar Making love with his ego Ziggy sucked up into his mind Like a leper messiah When the kids had killed the man I had to break up the band. Oh yeah Ooooooo Ziggy played guitaarrrrrr