The Dirty Pearls

The Dirty Pearls

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The Dirty Pearls high-energy live shows are full of raw electricity that will make your heart pound, your feet tap and if you don't leave a singing a Dirty Pearls song, then you were never really there at all!

Biography

Brand new but already a classic, The Dirty Pearls come straight from the streets of New York City, all sex, drugs and rock n ' roll bravado delivered with sharp hooks, witty lyrics and a seedy swagger reminiscent of the finest 1970's-era rock acts. Fans have christened the band the "Supergroup of the East Village" as much for their pedigree (their lineup boasts former members of some of NYC's best and most beloved local bands, including The Sex Slaves, Great Jones, Drag Citizen and Goodfinger) as for their consistently sold out - every gig to date, in fact - live shows.

The band's history begins with lead singer Tommy London, who in early 2006 set out in search of four fine young men eager to stir up some NYC-style rock n' roll; four guys intent on resurrecting the magic conjured by The Ramones and The New York Dolls. Guitarist Johnny B. and drummer Marty E. arrived first, followed soon after by guitarist Richie White and bassist Doug Wright. And The Dirty Pearls were born.

Lyrics

Happy New Year

Written By: Tommy London

Everyday, it's all the same
You call me up and you're
screaming my name
Saying, Where ya been? Who'd ya do? What ya done?
But let me ask you, can't ya...

Say yea! It's alright!
Say I understand it was saturday night
But ya pull my hair, tugging at my brain
You're coming right at me like a God Damn train

Isita...Isita...Isita...a happy new year?
Satellites are coming in clear
Isita...Isita...Isita happy new year?

Phone is off, I suppose
Just a lucky loser in my hangover clothes
Is that you door pounding or is it my head?
I hear your verbal abuse and my lolita she said, she said...

Say yea! It's ok!
Why don't you let your girlfriend in so we can play?
Will she open her mind or will she see red?
What's wrong with entertaining a friend in bed?

Isita...Isita...Isita...a happy new year?
Satellites are coming in clear
Isita...Isita...Isita happy new year?

Sucker For A Sequel

Written By: Tommy London

Turn me on I tremble
Turn me off I shake
And when I start a shakin'
That's my heart breakin'
How much do you think I can take?

But when you wish upon a scar
You'll find a diamond doesn't shine like a star
More like a needle to a vein of an oncoming train
Such sweet pain, sweet pain

Fight! Fight! Fight! you know it ain't right
Bend! Bend! Bend! and do it again
Say! Say! Say! whatever you feel
All of us are equal, everyone's a sucker for a sequel

Babe if you're an angel
That makes me a saint
It's just another charade
Like a one man parade
Or a tatoo with finger paint

But it's 5'oclock somewhere
I'm just an Elvis in need of repair
You're my dirty ice cream from a tragic dream
And you make me wanna scream

Fight! Fight! Fight! you know it ain't right
Bend! Bend! Bend! and do it again
Say! Say! Say! whatever you feel
All of us are equal, everyone's a sucker for a sequel

Dot your eyes no blinking
My whole world is sinking
And when I start a thinking
I can't stop thinking
Cause I'm thinking of you

But it's 5'oclock somewhere
I'm just an Elvis in need of repair
You're my dirty ice cream from a tragic dream
And you make me wanna scream

Rockstarlivin'

Written By: Tommy London

What I'm doin', what I'm doin', what I'm doin' ain't right
I don't wanna, I don't wanna, I don't wannafight
Take a hit, take a sip, take me on my flight
Close my eyes, look around, yea my world is bright

I got, got it, yea I got it goin' on in my head
Can ya feel, can feel every word I said?
Scratch my itch, shoot me up, got some skin to shed
Before I'm coated with flowers on my permanent bed

Listen up! Can't ya hear what I'm saying?
Just nod your head, sing yea! yea! yea!

I don't wanna keep it all together
I don't wanna live like this forever
Rockstarlivin' come on and give it to me
Come on baby, give it to me

I don't wanna, I don't wanna, I don't wanna be found
I gotta gotta, yea I gotta gotta follow the sound
Strap me in , suit me up, I won't fall down
Hightail spinning round and round

Turn off your Farrah Fawcett, baby
Just nod your head, sing yea! yea! yea!

I don't wanna keep it all together
I don't wanna live like this forever
Rockstarlivin' come on and give it to me
Come on baby, give it to me

Cannonball

Written By: Tommy London

Tick tick time bomb set to explode
What was I thinking? What was I thinking?
Needle novocaine overload
What was I drinking? What was I drinking?

Ya got me going crazy
Can't hear a word ya said
Not a minute too soon
For the big bang boom!

I get the shakes, I pull the brakes
'Cause I'm a man of many mistakes
You're my cannon, cannon after all
Cannon, cannon, cannonball

It's curtain call, that's your cue
What were you thinking? What were you thinking?
The night is young but not for you
What were you drinking? What were you drinking?

Ya got me in a frenzy
Going out of my head
It's not a minute too soon
For the big bang boom!

I get the shakes, I pull the brakes
'Cause I'm a man of many mistakes
You're my cannon, cannon after all
Cannon, cannon, cannonball

Hollywood La La La

Written By: Tommy London/Johnny B.

I love flying
I built beautiful wings
Made them while crying
Traded in my diamond ring

My wings of wax
Glued to my back
Got a special lil' sack
Where I hide my stash

Hollywood La La La

I see a cloud is dancing
She's naked and singing
Never could resist a siren
So I go chasing

She's floating higher
I follow faster
I'm right behind her
I can almost taste her

Hollywood La La La

Now my wings are melting
The sun is burning me
My stash goes falling
Down into the dead sea

Ain't no use in praying
For my moral soul
It was sold at an auction
For a pound of gold

Hollywood La La La

Don't Blame My Rock N' Roll

Written By: Tommy London

I got a feeling
(Gotta feeling)
I'm running outta love
(I gotta feeling)

Your heavy breathing
(Heavy Breathing)
It just isn't enough
(I got a feeling)

And now I'm seeing
(Now I'm seeing)
Something ain't right
(I got a feeling)

'Cause nothing's healing
(Nothing's healing)
A blind man with sight
(Now I'm seeing, now I'm seeing, now I'm seeing)

That the more the things change
The more they stay the same
All your finger pointing about what's her name
You can hate my heart and shame my soul
Just don't blame my rock n' roll

I got a feeling
(Gotta feeling)
That I just can't believe
(I got a feeling)

You're double dealing
(Double dealing)
Another king up your sleeve
(I got a feeling, got a feeling, got a feeling)

That the more the things change
The more they stay the same
All your finger pointing about what's her name
You can hate my heart and shame my soul
Just don't blame my rock n' roll

Discography

THE DIRTY PEARLS EP
1. Happy New Year
2. Sucker For A Sequel
3. Rockstarlivni'
4. Cannonball
5. Hollywood La La La
6. Don't Blame My Rock N' Roll

*Available on iTunes and other digital retailers *
**Airplay on Satelite, NYC Radio, and College Radio**

Set List

Sucker For A Sequel
Bruises
Cannonball
Gimmie Gimmie
Yoko Ono Disease
Rockstarlivin'
Black & White Movies
Hollywood La La La
Got You Where You Want Me
Don't Blame My Rock N' Roll
Happy New Year
Cherry Blossom Valentine
LuvSickLuv
All Eyes On You
Rikers
Hey People!

*Set times vary from 30 minutes to 45 minutes*