Вершы: Hellacopters. Freeway To Hell.

I?m the stray dog, I?m the hunchback
I?m the freak across the street from you
Like a roach on my ceiling
Watching everything I do

Don?t you tell me or even care
I?m glad if you don?t give a damn
I can do without your paranoia
And your opinions about who I am

About the way I wear my clothes
About the way I wear my hair
About the way I smoke my dope
About things that I just don?t care

I?ve been lost I?ve been weary
I?ve been skull and crossbone blue
Getting outta here yeah I?m leaving
I won?t be no steppin?stone for you

Hitch a ride, run if I have to
Down a freeway of flames
Into the dark by the crossroads
I?ve paid my dues, I won?t take the blame

Headin?down the crossroad
I?m gettin? out of here

And I don?t even care
Outside of society