I pity the punks that partake in the madness Yangin' the young for their products and profits The pushers keep pushin' on D and on Jump Street Pushin'
I pity the punks that partake in the madness Yangin' the young for their products and profit The pushers keep pushin' on D and on Jump Street Pushin'
There is nothing in the sky No burning souls, just fucking lies Don't expect anything from heaven There is nothing in the sky And when you die you just
new nation over my head I'm gonna bomb the screen i'm gonna see red Let's start a war, said George one day W H O R E stronger than Dirty Harry Sell yourself
yourself if you want but you won't be the only one to fall back from the dead brown horse I'll follow you - fix and rejoice ! you can kill yourself if
We're gay boys in bondage... burn my right eye burn my left eye burn my third eye burn my eyes (x2) yeah ! burn my right eye burn my left eye burn
Gimme cocaine gime cocaine So that I won't feel no pain Gimme cocaine gimme cocaine Put my brain under the drain We're on our way we're on our way We
Teach me teach me how to shoot (teach me teach me how to shoot) how to stand up straight in my boots (how to stand up straight in my boots) teach me
Ain't no business like show business ain't no sickness like snow sickness ain't nobody like me... there ain't no show like a strip show there ain't
Mothra Lady acid bite her eyes like weapons under neon light she's like a gun cos' might is right assault and battery on your helpless anatomy glam-glam
I got some bad news for you babe Tonight I'm on a trip I'm gonna watch my TV I'm gonna watch her on TV I'm gonna spank the monkey I'm gonna spy her on
Here you come Waiting for salvation Gimme a minute And nothing will remain It's like a drug you know Shadow low low low It's like a drug you know It'
Rock'N'roll machine Suicide dream I fly high on amphetamine Four chords and a gun I'll make'em run Cos' i got the grind There in my mind I'll rock you
Hey little baby That's a fact I used to think 'bout you Mostly at night Is that a shame am I to blame Cos' now I see you everywhere Hey lil' baby Sweet
See you later aligator Think I'll meet you in the cellar Don't you think you'll fuck me over Cos' I'll pick the time and hour See you later alligator
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Hey baby baby d'you want some dexedrine d'you want some blue nine some black smile to put on your face gimme your money and I'll handle you some dexedrine
I know you could have come into my house of dreams we would have been alone at least that's what it seems we would have been alone well hidden in the
