Rocket From The Crypt
"Born in '69"

Woah!

Babytalk, the birdman (or phoneman)
I'm ringin' in my head
And baby's lips keep a-moving
And it likes to wet the bed.

Your inspiration is a memory
That you know you never had
Your despiration lies before me
(And you only kick half-ass)

(Woo, yeah) I want it
(Woo, yeah) I need it
(Woo, yeah) I steal it
(Woo) Alright

Everybody's talking like a monkey
Always looking behind
Waste of life, pushing backwards so
I was born in '69

Don't catch me later (catch me later)
I'm out of here keeping my gun
Your desperation is a menu
(And man your brain is fried)

(Woo, yeah) I want it
(Woo, yeah) I need it
(Woo, yeah) I steal it
(Woo) Alright

I hear things, it's so easy
Doin' it fair and fair
I heard windows are breaking
Inside a chest

They're the ones (2x)
Again and again
Your desperation don't become you
(Speedo can really sing!)

(Woo, yeah) I want it
(Woo, yeah) I need it
(Woo, yeah) I steal it
(Woo, yeah) I need it

(Woo, yeah) You've got nothing to say to me
(Woo, yeah) You've got nothing that I can't say
(Woo, yeah) You've got nothing that I need (I feel it)
You'll be sorry