New Song - Meatloaf (a.k.a. The Self Tweaker)

[MplsTom]

Hopefully this will inspire the grandaddy of EF Songs, Frank Johnson, to write again! This is written by my favorite songwriter, Jim Steinman, and is dedicated to all the guys who tried and tried and just have to make that phone call to "the tweaker" to get themselves some strength!!!!

Two Out Of Three Ain't Bad
Buddy we can tweak all night
But that ain't getting us nowhere
I taught you everything I possibly can
There's nothing left inside of here

And maybe you can boil all night
But that'll never pass the eyes of the ref
The oil is really smelling up our house
I wish you didn’t bring this in here

I poured it on and I poured it out
I tired to show you just how much I use
I'm tired of bases lookin’ like Manilow’s nose
But league dudes pushing me so long
I'm crying icicles instead of tears
And all I can do is keep on telling you

I want strength
I need strength
But there ain't no way I'm ever gonna pay them
Now don't be sad
Cause two out of three ain't bad

Don't be sad
Cause two out of three ain't bad

You’ll never find your strength comin right of the sprue
You’ll never learn to boil – that method just won’t do
I know you're looking for a noseguard
in a UPS box
But there ain't no Siragusa
hiding at the bottom
of a your big ol’ mailbox

I can't lie
I can't tell you that I'm something I'm not
No matter how I try
I'll never be able
To tweak up something
Something that pushes what they got

Well there's only one base that I have ever tweaked
And that was so many years ago
And though I'll never get him out of my box
He never was too good
ooh I know

Well I remember that time tweaking
on the stormy night
Lightning, metal and pliers just don’t mix
And though my hair was on end I
had to pick up that phone
And go get myself some strengfffff

The tweaker kept on telling me,
He kept on telling me,
He kept on telling me
You want strength
You need strength
But there ain't no way you’re ever going to tweak them

Now don't be sad
Cause two out of three ain't bad

Buddy, we can tweak all night
But that ain't getting us nowhere