Time to get up, another day Turn the clock and look away Sit around doing none Sit around till the day is done You're hanging out at the turn Stuck again
Little man, you?re very small Little man, you?re very small No one?s gonna hear your call No one?s gonna hear your call Little man, your eyes are red
I'm packin' and I'm bad and I'm a rock machine Joke crackin' and you're had - know what I mean I got loose and I'm gettin' it Gotta schmooze without
Got hugging little pants and a flashy do Black boots and a champ belt too Head man and he?s frolicking with the fans Wrong look, he will jump in the
It's just a jet man rammin' it right home Gonna ride this motherfucker till I'm gone I got a mission and I call it speed Mach 87 baby that's what I need
Take a little of the reds The white and the blue Stir it up in a cup Then tell me what you gonna do? Take a little of the piss The angst and the noise
Well you can live your life on a common ground Or you can strut your stuff to the idiot sound Waitin? for a chance now, wantin? to get down Lacin? up
In the long hot summer nights And in the cold dark winter days In the clear hours of the early morning And in the late night drunken haze I keep on seeing
This is the year of manly livin' This is way to shake it to the modern beat This is a statement meant for givin' This is the real meat No places for the
Automatic thrill come Come and get me in my sleep Automatic thrill come Come and get me in my sleep Make a stain upon the sheet Got me smelling sweet
Take a little of the reds and the white and the blue Stir it up in a cup then tell me what you gonna do Take a little of the piss the angst and the noise
The sounds are ringing thru the night Like a symphony You can hear it come Yeah here it comes From all but one direction Like bugs to the fire You can
It was a long long hour in a long long year it took a time to get out of the rut Now the long gone power got you bendin over and it is time to get out
Time to get up - another day, turn the clock - and look away Sit around - doing none Sit around 'till the day is done You're hanging out at the turn
I?m a full three course tonight I?m a tummy rollercoaster allright Drowned in sauce, egg on top, all the sides with a big fat butter dollop I?m a full
No plan behind it Just a man behind it No meaning to it Don't do no knealing to it Ain't no real snag ain't nothing but the good old agg Ain't no song
I got a one way ticket and I'm planning on comin? back I got body full of kicks and I'm heading right for the sack I got some bad-ass speakers playing
Little man you're very small Little man you're very small Noone's gonna hear your call Noone's gonna hear your call Little man your eyes are red Little