Pop before the war lunch before the score steady as she goes following my nose I'm a bull mongrel that's me Shimon Peres whatcha gonna do I'm from detroit
Something's going on in society (dancing with the big boys) you chew your fingers and stare at the floor (dancing with the big boys) one wrong word and
Death trip Aaaaaoooowww! Say hey hey! Say hey hey hey! Honey honey honey yeah yeah! Say yeah yeah yeah! Oooooowww! Awwright! An' now my four-wheel'll
(feat. The Stooges) They think that I've got the bread They want to read my head The position show his cool Like football star in school Someone to
I'm hanging around that same old scene My girlfriend Betsy she's just fourteen There's nothing better for me to do I'm living on dog food Dog food is
Don't look down they're making sorta crazy sounds don't look down no don't know who else came to kneel on this empty battlefield but when i hear that
Status seekers - I never cared once I found out they never dared to seize the world and shake it upside down and every stinking bum should wear a crown
I got my cock in my pocket And I'm reelin Down the old highway I got my cock in my pocket And I'm reelin Down the old highway I'm gonna whip it on you
Things have been tough Without the dum dum boys I can't seem to speak The language I remember how they Used to stare at the ground They looked as if
In the alley where have I grown Hot night sweats our clothes My hell is crackin' fire That's what you inspire Cruel highway entrance signs People driving
Oh Lord I got eggs on my plate I got em Damn right I got four walls I live here Hey I live here Now this big Jew-man uptown He told me one day He said
You look so good to me Here in this old saloon Way back in West Berlin A bottle of white wine White wine and you A table made of wood And how I wish
I loved you when It was alright I'll love you when It all goes wrong I love you when My eyes are open I'll love you when My eyes are gone Fire girl-say
I got nothin to eat in this old house i gotta go out and catch a mouse i can't be wrong so i gotta be right it's eat or be eaten something's hungry like
(feat. The Stooges) Gimme danger little stranger And I feel with you at ease Gimme danger little stranger And I feel your disease There's nothing in
Fun hey baby we like your lips Fun hey baby we like your pants all aboard for funtime Fun Hey, I feel lucky tonight Fun I'm gonna get stoned and run
An evil look that tells me to fuck off from the one who 'll never treat me soft i start to boil and to concentrate on images of anger and of hate these
A little girl trapped in her knowledge and craft Came tripping to my room last night I cooked her a steak and I tried not to fake And still make everything