[Susan Foreman]

Continuing with 'Goes To Hell', the third song is entitled 'I'm The Coolest'. It is a semi-spoken song, with a jazz vibe. It's not a bad song, it's just uninvolving

According to guitarist Dick Wagner, talking in Vintage Guitar magazine, dated February 1998, the original idea was to have Henry Winkler performing the song, but he turned it down because he didn't want to do anything that would typecast him in the Fonzie image!

Alice Cooper -Vocals
Dick Wagner - Guitars and Vocals
Steve Hunter - Guitars
Tony Levin - Bass
Jim Gordon - Drums
Jim Maelan - Percussion and Soft Shoes
Bob Ezrin - Keyboards, Vocals
Al Macmillan - Piano

03/11 - I'm The Coolest (Cooper, Wagner, Ezrin)



"You know that I'm the coolest that's ever come around
You'll notice things get hotter whenever I'm in town
I mean, I gotta be the coolest, who else could it be?
Everybody knows who's really cool
Me

Let's face it, I'm the greatest, I'm Mr. Number One
My hometown built a statue to their favorite son
I mean I gotta be the greatest
I'm just a ball of fun
I mean I'm definitely the greatest
I'm also the coolest

You can't leave a package like me sitting on no shelf
Let me tell you I'm so cool sonny
I'm gonna save a little for myself

Yeah baby, come over here a minute
Who is the coolest?
I mean how do I look?
Yeah

You can't leave a package like me sitting on no shelf
Let me tell you I'm so cool sonny
I'm gonna save a little for myself

You know the day I was born there were these four dudes up on a hill
They said they saw this star hanging out over town
And the whole world seemed to stand still
It made the Sunday papers
I guess it proves for sure
I am the coolest
I am the greatest
I am the baddest
I am the smoothest
I'm just the best
Sand dancer come on
Ah yeah

Right"

The next song, 'Didn't We Meet, is rockier and better, with some nice guitar work

04/11 - Didn't We Meet (Cooper, Wagner, Ezrin)

Alice Cooper - Vocals
Dick Wagner - Guitars and Vocals
Steve Hunter - Guitars
Tony Levin - Bass
Allan Schwartzberg - Drums
Jim Maelan - Percussion
Bob Ezrin - Keyboards, Vocals
Al Macmillan - Piano



"Pardon me, but you see, I've seen that face before
I know those eyes, unearthly wise, I feel it more and more
To look at you, deja Vu, chills me to the core

They say that you are the king of this whole damn thing
But that only confused me
They say I don't stand a ghost of a chance with my host
And it frankly amused me

So let's drink a few, `cause looking at you I swear
Didn't we meet in the night in my sleep somewhere?
Didn't we meet in the night in my sleep somewhere?

Gradually I could see, things are getting clear,
That ancient face, satanic grace, the sudden rush of fear

They say that you are the king of this whole damn thing
Now they got me believin'
They said I don't stand a ghost of a chance with my host
So I better be leaving

So let's drink a few, 'cause looking at you I swear
Didn't we meet in the night in my sleep somewhere?

Here I am, the door's been slammed
They're gonna roast my hide
Make me bleed, 'till I plead
For you to let me die

They say that you are the king of this whole damn thing
Now they got me believin'
They said I don't stand a ghost of a chance with my host
God, I wish I were leaving

So let's drink a few, 'cause looking at you I swear
Didn't we meet in the night in my sleep somewhere?
Didn't we meet in the night in my sleep somewhere?
Didn't we meet in the night in my sleep somewhere?
Didn't we meet in the night in my sleep?
Didn't we meet in the night in my sleep somewhere?"