Number of Lyrics in Album : 10
By Alice Cooper, Some people call me the Creeper
'Cuz they don't know my
By Alice Cooper, We the people of the United States
In order to form
By Alice Cooper, A tree has grown on the spot
Where her body did
By Alice Cooper, Hey teacher, what are you trying to do?
I'm getting tired
By Alice Cooper, Alice Cooper
You have been accused of mass mental cruelty
How do
By Alice Cooper, Hello, my little pretty
My, don't we look YUK
Come here!
You spend
By Alice Cooper, An angel fell one stormy night
From Heaven's Glory
He split the
By Alice Cooper, I saw you in your wedding gown
The prettiest dress
I came
By Alice Cooper, You're in my way
You crossed my line
You're in my face
You're
By Alice Cooper, Well, I was born on a dead end street
I'm cold
