Aerosmith - Don't Get Mad, Get Even Lyrics
Lyrics Translation
The lyrics encourage resilience and revenge in the face of injustice, with the central message being that instead of getting angry, it's more effective to take action and "get even." The song features Aerosmith's classic hard-rock sound, with driving guitar riffs from Joe Perry and Steven Tyler’s confident, commanding vocals. The track exudes a sense of empowerment, with a catchy, anthem-like quality that resonates with listeners who appreciate Aerosmith's signature blend of attitude and musical skill.
Song lyrics
Mm hmm
I'll tell you little secret
Make you want to jump and shout
When you talk to me in circles
Take your foot out of your mouth
It's hard enough to make it
When you're living on the street
And you want to tell somebody
But you got to be discreet - huh!
Then you catch your girlfriend
With her skirt hiked up to here
Honey, don't get mad, get even
Don't get mad, get even, yeah
Don't get mad, get even, yeah
Don't get mad, get even
Say the times they be a-changin'
Though the blind lead the blind
And you know your head is empty
Though there's something on your mind
You been shacking up with Lucy and when the morning comes
You're with Sally in the alley
And the junkies and the bums
You wonder why your girlfriend
Has her skirt hiked up to here
Honey, don't get mad, get even
Don't get mad, get even, oh yeah
Don't get mad, get even, yeah
Come on over here
'Til I can see the white o' your eyes, baby
Don't get mad, get even
Come on over here, motherfucker, I'm gon' kick ya ass
Wait 'til you see what I got store for you
Ah, ah, shit
Roll the dice, get lucky
'Cause they roll ya for a dime
You got nothing else to lose
If ya only lose your mind
When pleasure that is shallow
Causes trouble to be deep
You've been dusted with the devil
While he sweeps you off your feet
Huh
I'll tell you little secret
Make you want to jump and shout
When you talk to me in circles
Take your foot out of your mouth
It's hard enough to make it
When you're living on the street
And you hate to be a wise guy
When your feet are in concrete
Oh, sleeping with the dogs
And you wake up with the fleas
Honey, don't get mad, get even, yeah
Don't get mad, get even, yeah
Don't get mad, get even, yeah
Don't get mad, get even
Uh, uh, uh, uh
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(Let's get out of here)