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Get A Grip | ||||||||||||
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| Recording Artist: | Aerosmith | ||||||||||||
| Writers: | Steven
Tyler Joe Perry Jim Vallance |
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| Date Written: | 1992 / Brookfield Massachusetts | ||||||||||||
| Albums: | Get A Grip (Geffen, 1993) | ||||||||||||
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Steven Tyler: vocal Joe Perry: guitar Brad Whitford: guitar Tom Hamilton: bass Joey Kramer: drums |
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Produced by Bruce Fairbairn. Recorded at Little Mountain Sound Studios, Vancouver Canada, September-November 1992. |
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"Get A Grip" was written with Steven Tyler
and Joe Perry at Long View Farm, Brookfield Massachusetts, sometime in 1992. The photo was taken by Steven. It shows Joe Perry and myself in the Long View rehearsal space in the attic above the old barn. Note the late 1980's Macintosh SE computer ... with a 20MB hard drive! I used the computer (with "Performer" software) to generate a drum loop while we were jamming. |
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| Lyrics: | Got to
get a grip Skin and bones it ain't such a pity If you think I'm vain, better shut ya lip I can't explain how to be a fat city You gotta live large, gotta let it rip Skin and bones it ain't such a pity Don't ya gimme no flack, honey shut ya lip Ya gotta have stones if you're livin in the city If you wanna hang loose gotta get a grip Once upon a crime I thought I was cool But I don't want to brag Once I crossed the line I think I musta zigged when I shoulda zagged Got to get a grip Skin and bones it ain't such a pity If you think I'm vain, better shut ya lip I can't explain how to be a fat city You gotta live large, gotta let it rip Same old same old every day If things don't change you're just gonna rot Cause if you do what you've always done You'll always get what you always got Got to get a grip Skin and bones it ain't such a pity If you think I'm vain, better shut ya lip I can't explain how to be a fat city You gotta live large, gotta let it rip Skin and bones it ain't such a pity Doncha give me no fat, honey shut ya lip You gotta have stones if you're livin' in the city If ya wanna hang loose gotta get a grip Who knows for sure yeah without a doubt What goes on when the lights are out Or who pulls in when I pull out And what is a one-eyed trouser trout? I was so short-sighted Now the wrong been righted I feel so delighted I get so excited Skin and bones it ain't such a pity If you think I'm vain better shut ya lip I can't explain how to be a fat city You gotta live large, gotta let it rip Skin and bones it ain't such a pity Doncha give me no fat, honey shut ya lip You gotta have stones if you're livin' in the city If ya wanna hang loose gotta get a grip You wanna get high in a New York minute Choke that smoke, honey crack the whip Your head gets dead as long as you're in it You wanna hang loose gotta get a grip Skin and bones it ain't such a pity Doncha give me no fat, honey shut ya lip You gotta have stones if you're livin' in the city If ya wanna hang loose gotta get a grip |
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