T.V. Eye
See that cat I do mean you
See that cat I do mean you
She got a TV eye on me
She got a TV eye
She got a TV eye on me
See that cat down on her back
See that cat down on her back
She got a TV eye on me
She got a TV eye
She got a TV eye on me
See that cat I love her so
See that cat I love her so
She got a TV eye on me
She got a TV eye
She got a TV eye on me
Right on, right on, right on
See that cat I love her so
See that cat I love her so
She got a TV eye on me
She got a TV eye
She got a TV eye on me
I Wanna Be Your Dog
So messed up I want you here
In my room I want you here
Now we're gonna be face-to-face
And I'll lay right down in my favourite place
And now I wanna be your dog
Now I wanna be your dog
Now I wanna be your dog
Now I'm ready to close my eyes
And now I'm ready to close my mind
And now I'm ready to feel your hand
And lose my heart on the burning sands
And now I wanna be your dog
And now I wanna be your dog
Now I wanna be your dog
Search And Destroy
I'm a street walking cheetah with a heart full of napalm
I'm a runaway son of the nuclear A-bomb
I am a world's forgotten boy
The one who searches and destroys
Gotta help me please somebody gotta save my soul
Detonates for me look out because I'm using technology!
Ain't got time to make no apology soul radiation in the dead of night
Love in the middle of a fire fight gotta strike me blind
Somebody gotta save my soul penetrates my mind
And I'm the world's forgotten boy
The one who's searching searching to destroy
Your Pretty Face Is Going To Hell
Dirty face and dirty luck knew right away that I had to get my hooks in you
I'm running low on memories if you want to make a buck you gotta be a teasing whore
I need it all that is no lie I need a lover with an alibi
I want to fall into a love so sweet be able to blame it all on the beat
Hot flesh and a touch of bone smell is in the air but I am feeling so alone
Hallucination, true romance I needed love but I only lost my pants and that ain't all
I'll tell you its a crying shame all the pretty girls well they look the same
I want to fall into a love so sweet be able to blame it all on the beat
Your pretty face is going to hell
Your pretty face is going to hell
I can tell your pretty face is going to hell!
Dirty face and dirty luck knew right away that I had to get my hooks in you
I'm running low on memories if you want to make a buck you gotta be a teasing whore
I need it all that is no lie I need a lover with an alibi
I want to fall into a love so sweet be able to blame it all on the beat
Your pretty face is going to hell
Your pretty face is going to hell
I can tell your pretty face is going to hell
Know it will blow your mind you're right upon it if you blow that shit up
You'll go to hell! to Hell! when or where you want then you're no more
Don't ya fight me please don't ya fight me
Please don't ya fight me please don't ya fight me
Please don't ya take a little little pill and run around in our famous hell
Your pretty face is going to hell
Your pretty face is going to hell
I can tell your pretty face is going to hell
Gimme Danger
Gimme danger, little stranger and I'll give you a piece
Gimme danger, little stranger and I'll feel your disease
There's nothing in my dreams just some ugly memories
Kiss me like the ocean breeze
Now if you will be my lover I will shiver insane
But if you can be my master I will do anything
There's nothing left to life but a pair glassy eyes
Raze my feelings one more time
Find a little strip and find a little stranger you're gonna feel my hand
I got a little angel, want a little danger you're gonna feel my hand
Swear you're gonna feel my hand swear you're gonna feel my hand
Gimme danger little stranger gimme danger little stranger
Can you feel me you gotta feel me you gotta feel this little stranger
Greedy Awful People
I used to like my neighbourhood it really made me feel good
Until they brought a church and steeple greedy awful people
They drive those fucking awful cars and go to rich and shitty bars greedy awful people
I'm sad and lonely because I can't live among my class
I'm thinking only about scoring your piece of ass
They buy the channels on TV and visit every place they see
And ruin it instantly greedy awful people
They always clap on the wrong beat
They're wearing loafers on their feet greedy awful people
I'm sad and lonely because I can't live among my class
I'm thinking only about scoring your piece of ass
Because I'm upper class greedy awful people
They bother me so I don't wanna know greedy awful people
Throw them in a hole I get all out of control greedy awful people
This is the last chorus I don't wanna bore us greedy awful people
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