Well I can’t take it, take it anymore Everyone I know is a pimp or a whore As ugly as sin and as sleazy as hell Everyone I know has got trash to sell From the mouth’s of babes come the words of the wise Please don’t ask me to apologise Load up your gun to play russian roulette I’ll take another drag on your funny cigarette And I’ll cry like a baby
Rally the troops, the battle lines are drawn The darkest hour comes before dawn Don’t you talk to me of selfrespect Cos all I hear is cause and effect I’ve got no bridges left to burn Got no place left to turn I’m a shooting star ready to crash Don’t want your credit I’ll just take your cash And I’ll cry like a baby
Crawl back under your stone hide your face in shame Look to yourself cos I’m too easy to blame The smell of burning martyr, stench of decay I’ll trample over you if you get in my way And I’ll cry like a babyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
