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VIOLENT FEMMES-Add it Up "Add It Up" is a seminal punk song by the American alternative rock band, Violent Femmes. Released

VIOLENT FEMMES-Add it Up

"Add It Up" is a seminal punk song by the American alternative rock band, Violent Femmes. Released in 1983 as part of their eponymous debut album, the track has become an enduring anthem of youthful rebellion. With Gordon Gano on vocals and guitar, Brian Ritchie on bass, and Victor DeLorenzo on drums and percussion, the song showcases the band's signature raw energy and irreverent lyrics.

The restless, urgent delivery of Gano's vocals perfectly complements the driving rhythm, as he muses over the complexities of love, desire, and frustration. Capturing the essence of teenage angst, "Add It Up" became a cult classic and remains one of Violent Femmes' most beloved and recognizable songs.

If you are a fan of alternative rock or simply enjoy head-banging tunes, you can play and download the sounds of "Add It Up" and many other Violent Femmes classics from various online music platforms. Get ready to immerse yourself in the rebellious spirit and catchy melodies of this iconic band.

Believe me, I know what to do
But don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me
But don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me
But I look at your pants and I need a kiss
But something won't let me make love to you
But the day after today, I will stop and I will start
Can I mix in with your affairs?
City is restless, it's ready to pounce
City is restless, it's ready to pounce
Day after day, I get angry and I will say
Day after day, I get angry and I will say
Day after day, I will walk and I will play
Don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me
Don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me.
Going down the kitchen at the top of the stairs
Have you kept your eye, your eye on your son?
He's walking around like he's number one
Here in your bedroom, ounce for ounce.
I guess it's got something to do with luck
I know you've had problems, you're not the only one
I would love to love you, lover.
Oh, ma mama, mama mo ma mum
Oh, ma mama, mo ma, mo ma mother
Oh, ma mama, mo ma, mo ma mother
Share a smoke, make a joke, grasp and reach for a leg of hope
She says, "Wait a minute, honey, I'm gonna add it up!"
So don't shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me
That the day is in my sight when I'll take a bow and say goodnight
There may be some things that I wouldn't miss
Things to lose, things to take.
Went downtown and you got him a gun
When your sugar left, he left you on the run
Why can't I get just one fuck?
Why can't I get just one fuck?
Why can't I get just one kiss?
Why can't I get just one kiss?
Why can't I get just one screw?
Why can't I get just one screw?
Words all failed the magic prize; nothing I can say when I'm in your thighs
Words to memorize, words hypnotize, words make my mouth exercise.
You know you've got my sympathy
You know you've got my sympathy