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You didn't mean to do it
but you did it again
The night started out
Fuckin around with your friends
Somebody screamed and things went bad
Now you're standing accused
And the prosecutor says you should be dead
And they're frying' up your hair
In that little electric chair
They'll be fryin' up your hair
in that little electric chair
Fryin' up your hair
In that little electric chair
Electric chair
Electric chair
Electric chair
Easy street is nice in a lawless nation
The police put some flyers in circulation
Stuck one in my door with a scary mugshot
They're looking for some bad boys
Height, weight, age, race, tattoos too
And they're fryin' up your hair
in that little electric chair
They'll be fryin' up your hair
in that little electric chair
fryin' up your hair
in that little electric chair
They'll be fryin' up your hair
in the little electric chair
Electric chair
Electric chair
Electric chair
The people are quietly hustling for blood
they wanna live in peace
but they don't wanna budge
from their lazy ways and lazy nations
let em eat pigeon
and live in prison
And they'll be fryin' up your hair
in that little electric chair
they'll be fryin' up your hair
in that little electric chair
they'll be fryin' up your hair
in that little electric chair
they'll be fryin' up your hair
in that little electric chair
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The USA is movin' south
Our power is mostly mouth
Miami beach to Malibu
Hot weather makes'em wanna screw
Shemales, jumps bails
Weird tales on the scales
If it fails chip'n dale
Hit the gym in animal skin
Perverts in the sun
Perving everyone
Perverts in the sun
Perving everyone
Fruit punch
Go to crunch
Take a pill
Lose your will
Get a job, in street promotion
Pushing handbills on the ocean
Gang fights all night
Garbages can's got a tan
Rich men and hungry chicks
Stick'em in the blender - hey big spender !
Perverts in the sun
Perving everyone
Perverts in the sun
Perving everyone
O.J, O.J, Jose Sammy too, got nothin' to do
The realtor hit the floor
He's disgusted
Wants to get'em all busted
Perverts in the sun
Perving everyone
Perverts in the sun
Perving everyone
You guys are perverts
Perverts in the sun
Perving everyone
Perverts in the sun
Perving everyone
Perverts in the sun
Perving everyone
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Skull rings
Fast cars
Hot chicks
Money
Skull rings
Fast cars
Hot chicks
Fancy things
The touch of a hand in the wasteland
you're walking asleep and dreaming cheap
A bird's wing don't beat for free
You're freezing cold and your family
Skull rings
Fast cars
Hot chicks
Money
Skull rings
Fast cars
Hot chicks
Fancy things
Fingers on fire to do what's bad
Ring on the finger is a skull man
Strong as a bar of steel
Weakness is that you can't feel
Skull rings
Fast cars
Hot chicks
Money
Skull rings
Fast cars
Hot chicks
Fancy things
My life is dirtied, my mind is loaded
I'm feeling and breathing and fighting
To see
People get ready now
Baby come on give your heart to me
Skull rings
Fast cars
Hot chicks
Money
Skull rings
Fast cars
Hot chicks
Fancy things
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I made love to a superbabe
I kinda wondered how I did
It may be pointless to describe her
But she has the power of gravity
She used a voodoo force on me
Big tits high ass
Long legs flat stomach
Helped her cover all my dreams with sleep
She's using mojo energy
Snake hips full lips
Strong things green eyes
Superbabe
White teeth fresh meat
Just like the TV
Superbabe
She's got the wild stuff
Makes love for good luck
Superbabe
Dont miss with her kiss
Won't duck from a woaaaw
Superbabe
Superbabe
I made love to a superbabe
So tell me what else could I do
Untill I couldn't do no more
Or even know what for
Forever and a day
I'm gonna jump on superbabe
Fame, drugs and money cannot save me
And evils everywhere
But here comes superbabe
She's USA prime all the way
One two three four
Who the fuck are we for
Superbabe
Five six seven eight
I can relate superbabe
Don't miss with her kiss
Won't duck from a woaaaw
Superbabe
She's got the wild stuff
Makes love for good luck
Superbabe
Superbabe
Superbabe
Fame, drugs and money cannot save me
Superbabe
Superbabe
It may be pointless to describe her
Superbabe
Superbabe
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Allright
The feet in my boots
Are shaking their roots
For a reason
I'm looking at you
And you're too much to chew
For a reason
And the problems you got
Are the problems you got
For a reason
And what you are not
Is what you are not
For a reason
There's a decadent home
Where there should be control
I can't live anymore
There's a festering truth
Where there should be the truh
I can't live anymore
You wanna blame me
But you got misery
For a reason
And the way that you lose
Is the way that you chose
For a reason
And if this is a slam
I don't give a damn
For a reason
Cuz the point of this song
Is I'm moving along
For a reason
There's a bottomless pit
And you've got me in it
I can't live anymore
You're a tower of a cruel
And I feel a fool
I can't take it anymore
You're a loser
You're a loser
You're a loser
You're a loser
You're a loser
For a reason
You're a loser
The feet in my boots
Are shaking their roots
For a reason
For a reason
For a reason
For a reason
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I have a private hell
of excellent quality
i've dwelt there for years
playing with my tears
it's tasteful, luxurious
and full of sexuality
And though there are tears
I control them with my gears
All in all, I must tell
You - well I must tell
You - i'm so proud of my private hell
Anger and greed brew
and then they stampede
Til i can transmute
them into more loot
It's tasteful, luxurious
and full of sexuality
and though there are tears
I control them with my gears
All in all
I must tell you
Well I must tell you
I'm so proud of my private hell
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I'm the kid that no one knows,
I live a life I never chose.
But these thoughts in my mind,
Are my own, my own.
I'm face to face with the unknown,
My scary movie will be shown.
I've got one evil mind,
Of my own, of my own.
We take from one another,
We never stop to wonder,
How it feels from the other side.
But nothing lasts forever,
When stupid turns to clever,
Why are you surprised?
Little know it all (little know it all),
Ten bucks in my hand.
Little know it all (little know it all),
Don't cry, I understand.
So!
I'm a target of the smart,
They got ambition, I got heart.
I'm analyzed and tagged,
Before I start.
So tell me who can I respect?
I feel the leash around my neck.
As I find out there's shame,
In the game (in the game).
We take from one another,
And never stop to wonder,
How it feels from the other side.
But nothing lasts forever,
When stupid turns to clever,
Why are you surprised?
And I feel like I've crawled outside the box.
And I feel like I'm sleeping when I'm not.
We take from one another,
And never stop to wonder,
How it feels from the other side.
But nothing lasts forever,
When stupid turns to clever,
Why are you surprised?
Little know it all (little know it all),
Ten bucks in my hand.
Little know it all (little know it all),
Don't cry, I understand.
You little know it all (little know it all),
Ten bucks in my hand.
Little know it all (little know it all),
Don't cry I understand.
You'll never know it all.
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I'm sittin' like a stone
On a solitary evening
Without my girl
Life has no meaning
She didn't say why
And she didn't say what for
she just said "I've been thinking it over"
And whatever,
Whatever
Whatever
She doesn't want to play
And her voice just fades away
Whatever
The solution to love
I haven't found yet
Does God have curlers and a
Lairnet
Everything I say comes out
To be a no no
The feelings I had were the
Only promo
Whatever
Whatever
Whatever
She doesn't want to play
And her voice just fades away
Whatever
Now I'm just one of the Joes
On the corner
I guess I ought to stay home
And watch the porno
I wanna get close
But no one
Will let me
I wish someone would react out
A and get me
Whatever
Whatever
Whatever
She doesn't want to play
And her voice just fades
She doesn't want to play
And her face just fades
She doesn't want to play
And her touch just fades away
Whatever
Whatever
Whatever
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They think that I've got the bread
They want to read my head
The position show his cool
Like football star in school
Someone to sell me
Someone to tell me
I'm a dead rock star
in a dead rock car
I'm a dead rock star
I'm so afraid of failing
I hang onto the railing
This cold hard graduation
Kills all infatuation
I took the hazing
They said "amazing"
I'm a dead rock star
in a dead rock car
I'm a dead rock star
I gathered awful knowledge
You cannot get in college
Would you like Cain or Abel
I'll bring them to the table
They try to rope me
They try to grope me
I'm a dead rock star
in a dead rock car
I'm a dead rock star
What can I hope for ?
What can I hope for ?
Nothing to live for
Nothing to live for
I'm a dead rock star
in a dead rock car
I'm a dead rock star
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rock show
you came to see a rock show
a big gigantic cockshow
you came to see it alllll
rock show
you came to hear it
you came to seal it
you came to do it all
if you think you wana get it for credit
forget dont bet it
call in the medic
its pathetic
you gotta let it go
lets go
rock show
come on
rock show
you came to see a rock show
this aint a fucking talkshow
you came to see it allll
rock show
you came to fear it
you came to see it
you came to do it all
if you think you wana get it for credit
forget dont bet it
call in the medic
its pathetic
you gotta let it go
if you think you wana get it for credit
forget dont bet it
call in the medic
its pathetic
you gotta let it go
lets go
rock show
come on
rock show.... lets go
rock show.... lets go
rock show....lets go
rock show.... comeonnnn
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I took a punding
from the radio today
i heard the radio say
some peice of shit
was the sound of today
I took a beating
when i saw my tv play it
i saw my tv play it over and over
and there was no escape
the box is hollow
and that riff is fucking dead
and that riff is fucking dead
but the riff is pounding
in my fucking head
they're gonna push it
until false is true
until day is night
they're gonna push it baby
until wrong feels right
until wroooong feels riiiiight
its a big industry
and they can beat my brain
with houses cars and shame
they are insane
but they can beat my brain
god and his captains
they wanna pull a fucking plug
they wanna pull a fucking plug
and give the skys
back to the birds and bugs
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