Can't stop obsessing all the alienation My head is bleedin', frickin', brain constipation Somebody hear me, somebody listen to me Am I alone in this
It's been a long time Now it's time to get your bubble burst Things are bad enough in this world Why do you have to make them worse? Day after day
Get out of my way Can't you see I'm from L.A.? Yeah, I met Slash, I've got a rose tattoo I bet I know way more people than you I just love this town
I'd rather have a bottle in front of me I'd rather watch 10 hours of T.V. But since I can't I'll think of food I'll think of sex I'll think of music And
Sometimes I think of all the places I don't wanna go Then I think of all the things I never wanna do Think of all the people I never wanna meet I close
J-J-Jenny, so many times I tried to get away You followed me all over the town I'll display it, there's no way to say it I don't just want you, I just
Looking back to the past, predictions of the end Unseen ultra violet rays are beating on my head Nuclear threat wanna bet will be our demise The day will
You can't believe the things you see and read The Soviet threat our pseudo enemy (What's scaring me?) Our foreign policy to make the world safe for business
In the morning I awake I feel my bladder about to break I scratch my balls I rub my eyes Just feeling lousy My girlfriend tells me that It's time
Talking about the Moron Bros', tattooed fingers, tattooed toes They're idiots, losers, they're scum Taking advantage of everyone, you're a dog, they're
Did you get that rush, that feeling Adrenalin pumping through your veins? A lifeless body in the gutter City streets are stained How do you rationalize
Together on the sand Together on the sand We walked hand in hand On the beachfront, she smiled at me As she tightly held my hand I had my fingers up
So sick and tired of your bitching and complaining So long you've been oppressed while others lives are gaining Want reparations, you're needy and deserving
You go Now, something is lacking I'm not attracting My boobs are not as big as I want them to be I want 36 D I'm not receiving enough affection Gonna
: Sometimes I think of all the places where I don't wanna go Then I think of all the things that I don't wanna do And when I think of all the people
: Talking about the Moron Bros', tattooed fingers, tattooed toes They're idiots, losers, they're scum Taking advantage of everyone You're a dog, they
: Looking back to the past, predictions of the end Unseen ultra violet rays are beating on my head Nuclear threat wanna bet will be our demise The day
: I'd rather have a bottle in front of me I'd rather watch 10 hours of T.V. But since I can't I'll think of food I'll think of sex I'll think of music
