IT'S NOT A RUMOUR
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OUT OF THE COMBAT ZONE
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I WAS A TEENAGE SHOPLIFTER |
WORLD ALL ALONE |
BUSY BODY
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THE NU KATS | |
(right to left) | |
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ALLEN J. GALLES | drums, harmony, |
| cowbell, claps
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BOBBYZIO MOORE | sax, keyboards,
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| guitar, maracas,
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| tambourine, claps
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FREDDY MOORE | lead vocals, 6 & 12 |
| string, harmony,
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| tambourine, claps
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DENNIS PETERS | bass, harmony,
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| fuzz guitar, snaps, |
| claps |
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IT'S NOT A RUMOUR
The games I play to make her stay
The words I say to turn her away
The things she needs when she bleeds
The light she sees is making her leave
IT'S NOT A RUMOUR
Something I'll regret
IT'S NOT A RUMOUR yet!
The way she shows what she knows
And how she glows in her repose
IT'S NOT A RUMOUR
Something I'll regret
IT'S NOT A RUMOUR yet!
We're the talk of the town
We're the talk of the town
I don't mean to insinuate
Your big mistake
Was taking me for a ride
I don't mean to incinerate you
Contemplate your
lies
The game she stalks when she talks
The door she locks opportunity knocks
IT'S NOT A RUMOUR
Something I'll regret IT'S NOT A RUMOUR yet!
OUT
OF THE COMBAT ZONE
I'm ou ou ou ou ouu out of the Combat Zone
I'm ou ou ou ou ouu out of the Combat Zone
I got sand between my canines
I go mud between my toes
I got nothing in my wallet
And I still got a way to go
But I'm ou ou ou ou ouu out of the Combat Zone
I'm ou ou ou ou ouu out of the Combat Zone
When my fears wre multiplying
When the rainbow nearly froze
When I heard the last saint lying
Then I stood up to blow my nose.
Now I'm ou ou ou ou ouu out of the Combat Zone
I'm ou ou ou ou ouu out of the Combat Zone
No mystery,
No legal fee
The surgeon scourged my properly
No scar to bear,
Nothing to share
No judge to hand down his decree
Cause I'm ou ou ou ou ouu out of the Combat Zone
I WAS A TEENAGE
SHOPLIFTER
I oh I Was A Teenage Shoplifter oh ooh oh
Took a stroll down to Macy's
Ain't nobody in sight
I'll just pocket this leather
And maybe wear them tonight
"Where do you think you're going?"
I heard the store dick say
I dropped a load in my trousers
How could it happen this way?
I oh I Was A Teenage Shoplifter oh ooh oh
I oh I Was A Teenage Shoplifter um huh
Hey mister give me a break
I'm just a punk who made a mistake
Hey mister let me be your freind
You know I won't be doing this again
Kleptomania's got me
Caught me stealing new shoes
If my mom ever finds out
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Rarely do escapees from the loony bin gather together to play rock 'n' roll, but such just
might be the case with the Nu
Kats . Although their background is sketchy,
their white pallor suggests a period of confinement. However, it is known that
all four members grew up within blocks of each other in Minneapolis, only to
inexplicably rendezvous in Hollywood many years later.
Once a wall overheard drummer Allen Galles raving about his split
musical personalities, everything from surf bands to rhythm & blues
to Zappa to Crosby, Stills and Nash to a barbershop quartet. Bassist Dennis
Peters
is known all over Hollywood for his
extreme stinginess - "he'll do anything for money." On at least two occasions he
appeared in drag to take advantage of the Ladies Night Special, thereby saving
49 cents a drink. Try him sometime.
Multi-instrumentalist Bobbyzio
Moore has a character for each instrument he
plays. He can be dangerous. At any given moment his eyes will glaze, and he'll
froth in an unrelenting barrage of self-effacing jokes in the manner of Rodney
Dangerfield. One of the band's strongest attributes, he says is "We have the
ability for looking interesting even during the boring moments."
Most manic of all is Clark Kent-ish Freddy Moore . While he appears
totally in control on stage, in his personal life Moore is a one-man
sandtrap. Once, on his moped, he crashed into a truck and broke both legs.
His day-to-day turmoil includes knocking over drinks, and stumbling along
in romance. In "Shoplifter" he sings about trying to cope while
dreading the clobbering he'll get from his mom when she finds out. Actually
Moore feels good about all these anxieties, as it gives
him the inspiration for writing.
Producer Larry Lee (a member of the Scooters rock band) was the
only one who could possibly exert any control, wisely wearing his intimidating
"white jacket" to the studio. When the band became unruly he
knew just what to do. He locked Bobbyzio in the bathroom for his
sax solo; and isolated Freddy in the parking lot where he had to sing while
dodging cars.
The Nu Kats
have
channeled their overabundance of energy and jocularity into an
effective whole that has catapulted them to the top of the heap
among Los Angeles' most popular bands. They do the local circuit of
the Starwood, Whisky, Madame Wong's and others. They are, however,
banned from Miraletse High School in the Palos Verdes area.
©1980 Rhino Records, Inc.
11609 W. Pico Blvd., Los Angeles, CA
90064
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| this white boy is gonna be singing The blues I oh I Was A Teenage Shoplifter etc.
WORLD ALL ALONE
We're in the World All Alone
No one can harm us
In the World All Alone
No one to disarm us
In the World All Alone
No one we must write or telephone
In the World All Alone
No need to please them
In the World All Alone
No need to appease them
In the World All Alone
No need to work or to perform
In the World All Alone
Just give me one minute to decide
No jurisdiction 'nothing to divide
No judge or jury or laws we must abide
In the World All Alone
No life to hide from
In the World All Alone
No life to rely on
In the World All Alone
No life to lose protecting home
Just give me my freedom with you by my side
I won't ask for money just give, me my pride
Set no example of rules we must apply
In the World All Alone etc.
BUSY BODY
She's got a Busy Body
And she knows how to use it
She's got everybody
Trying to abuse it
She's got everybody
In her Busy Body
Though her past isnt pretty
Her future immense
For the present she's perfect
She's perfectly tttttt tense
She's got a Busy Body
And she knows how to use it
She's got everybody
Trying to abuse it
She's got everybody
In her Busy Body
Though its none of her business
Her business ain't paying
Still you think that she's pretty
She's pretty insa--aaaaa-ane
She's got a Busy Body
And she knows how to use it
She's got everybody
Trying to abuse it
My baby, she's alright
My baby
My baby, she's alright
My babys got a Busy Body
She's got a Busy Body
And she knows how to use it
She's got everybody
Trying to abuse it.
She's got a Busy Body Hey
Busy Body Hey!
All songs written by Frederick Moore, except "It's Not A Rumour" written by Frederick and Demi Moore, and "World All Alone" written by Pete McRae and Frederick Moore Published by Demophonic Music BMI.
PRODUCED BY | Larry Lee
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ENGINEERED BY | Tony Cassella at Studio Orange
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Additional guitar, piano overdubs and remix en-
geneered by Gary Skardina at Music Grinder (thanks Ron) |
Additional piano, harmony,
claps and snaps: Private Things (Larry Lee)
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Nu Kats Choir: Bobbyzio, Monica Lustgarten, Maggie Lee and Demi Moore |
Hard Labor: Scott Brandt
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Cover Photo: Jerry Garns
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Make Up: Sandii Procter
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Liner Photo: Loni
Specter
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Special Thanks: Demi Moore
Thanks to all friends, fans
and promoters!
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