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I got a call late saturday night alright yeah I got a call late saturday night alright beat, dead, burnt out fromthe night before I wanted to go but couldn’t take it no more beat, dead, burnt out you know what I mean my brain was racin but my feet wouldn’t scream let’s go let’s

I kill myself kill the pain a suicide death a suicide game my skull he’s bleaching in the dust my rage turns to insane lust all depressed all alone I drift into the danger zone deadly spitten cobra life of crime I want revenge I want what’s mine like takin’ Carrie to the high school

New York is a real cool town society really brings me down our playground is a pharmacy kids find trouble so easily other countries are just as bad the Soviets really make me mad on the boulevard where the police hide let’s steal a car for a joyride they say you’re just an awkward kid

I am not afraid of life of the poor man’s struggle of the killer’s knife I am not afraid of life of an insane rage of the minimum wage I am not afraid of life I am not afraid of life I am not afraid of life But I see an old lady with a

could’t keep a secret got a concrete skull couldn’t shut up you’re an imbecile you’re an ugly dog there’s nothing to gain you couldn’t shut up got a bad bad brain couldn’t hold your tongue you were just too young like a two year old you told you told you are all the same jelly