آلبوم مفهومی From The Inside در ژانر راک/هاردراک به سال 1978 منتشر شد که همه‌ی قطعات آن پیرامون مفهومی یکسان نوشته‌شد و از این نظر با آلبوم‌های پیشین Alice Cooper متفاوت بود. همه‌ی ترانه‌های آلبوم مربوط است به دوران بستری کوپر در آسایشگاه نیویورک به دلیل اعتیاد به الکل و کاراکترهای این آلبوم به آدم‌های واقعی آن آسایشگاه مربوط می‌شوند. سبک قطعات این آلبوم ملایم‌تر و آهنگین تر از بسیاری دیگر از کارهای کوپر است و شاید به همین دلیل باشد که allmusic به این آلبوم امتیاز 3/5 را اختصاص داد.قطعه‌ی From The Inside با همکاری همه‌ی اعضای گروه کوپر نوشته شد و به عنوان پایه و نخستین ترانه‌ی آلبوم انتخاب شد. این آهنگ را از این‌جا بشنوید.
I got lost on the road somewhere
Was it Texas or was it Canada?
Drinking whiskey in the morning light
And I work the stage all night long
At first we laughed about it
My long haired drunken friends
Proposed a toast to Jimmy's ghost
I never dreamed that I would wind up on the losing end
I'm stuck here on the inside looking out
I'm just another case
Where's my makeup, where's my face on the inside?
You all got your kicks from what you saw up there
Eight bucks even buys a folding chair
I was downing seagrams on another flight
And I worked that stage all night long
You were screaming for the villain up there
And I was much obliged
The old road sure screwed me good this time
It's hard to see where the vicious circle ends
I'm stuck here on the inside looking out
That's no big disgrace
Where's my makeup, where's my face on the inside?
On the inside
I'm stuck here on the inside looking out
I'm just another case
Where's my makeup, where's my face on the inside?
I'm stuck here on the inside looking out
That's no big disgrace
Where's my makeup, where's my face on the inside?
Was it Texas or was it Canada?
Drinking whiskey in the morning light
And I work the stage all night long
At first we laughed about it
My long haired drunken friends
Proposed a toast to Jimmy's ghost
I never dreamed that I would wind up on the losing end
I'm stuck here on the inside looking out
I'm just another case
Where's my makeup, where's my face on the inside?
You all got your kicks from what you saw up there
Eight bucks even buys a folding chair
I was downing seagrams on another flight
And I worked that stage all night long
You were screaming for the villain up there
And I was much obliged
The old road sure screwed me good this time
It's hard to see where the vicious circle ends
I'm stuck here on the inside looking out
That's no big disgrace
Where's my makeup, where's my face on the inside?
On the inside
I'm stuck here on the inside looking out
I'm just another case
Where's my makeup, where's my face on the inside?
I'm stuck here on the inside looking out
That's no big disgrace
Where's my makeup, where's my face on the inside?
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