The world

what else can you do you bit more than you can chew the hand is feeding you checkpoint charlie's coming soon radar controls your moves satellite the baby food human race will lose they're cloning me...

Get me a box of matches Get me a load of pills Need no key for yer city No time for cheap thrills This is what ya call action Never got nothin' to do She never wants to be seen hangin' with me No way...

Jumped of the staircase when the barkeep threw me out i had to pack my suitcase when they said to leave town i looked up at the sign that said bombs are not allowed i went and made my own sign to ya...

two hundred loathsome cutthroats armed to the teeth hurling there grenades as they get closer to the beach we had cutlasses and blunderbusses off to get an island with the only money tree take it from...

billy club wears a uniform his dream job's to be a cop his hero was g.i. joe loved to change his clothes boy scout blues to screw banaroos to code of silence hand of the law has got control guilty of...

me and my bike go everywhere together just the same way evel did me and my bike take pink slips all around the neighborhood me and my anti-biker cycle we're cruisin around we're downtown cruisin...

there's not enough there's not enough there's not enough crash every night in a different place daylight's doin time birtha's just a ghetto slag cross the state lines always on the road rollin to the...

down the aisle my bride in black you were water and i was the tide at the bar i got in another fight i kissed the ground goodnight we stole plenty we spent every penny why not we're young and wrong...

had a treasure map that said park it over at the asylum took a gander over the fence to an empty left hand kidney round and big with a perfect hip pearl white smooth surface tile's so blue fat coping...