I'm a
Drugs! The Booze! My social life dies In the name of excessive fun Tried to escape from which I cannot hide Almost died 'cause I'm on the run Searching
Modem speed is what you'll need To get access to the heat Surfin' the net Data goes straight to your brain Don't give a shit 'about reality and it's
I don't like your clubs I don't like your drugs Where's my whisky bar? I don't like this beat It ain't got no meat Need a mean guitar! Fuck it all!
Woman - how many ways can I use woman Abuse them - verbal assault and then abuse them They should be grateful - subservient and still be gratefull You
The day I saw your face I knew you were my only love So blonde and innocent A gift from heaven up above I'm praying for our love Forever I await you
Here he comes, my old friend Telling me to obey Giving orders, I'm the slave "The women" he whispers "All sluts except for Mommy" I'll kill'em all,
Cy was a New York roach Went to JFK Had to fly away Cy came to Frankfurt town Started looking round For a home again Found a place A dump full of rubble
What a day, what a day, what a day, what a day Life's great when graveyard is your home What a day, what a day, what a day Undead rotting bones When
Early in the mourning hours We get up to begin our day Reading letters, smelling flowers Muscle-training, body-shave We're lookin good, really good,