Never had the good things only money can buy I drive my car but I haven't got a car to drive Never had a holiday in the tropical sun Good times look like
The one good thing in my life Has gone away, I don't want to know why She's gone away I don't know where Somewhere I can't follow her The one good thing
I go to places we used to go I still see people we used to know Friends they ask me, where is she now I have to tell them we're over now When at first
You're going away you stay from hell Don't be stupid no I'm not upset Have you got all you need? Enough to eat and a book to read? I hope you have a
I can't stop the way I feel Things you do don't seem real Tell me what you've got in mind 'Cause we're runnin' out of time Won't you ever set me free
Nobody knows the trouble you feel Nobody cares the feelin' is real Johnny We're sorry Won't you come on home? We worry Won't you come on? What is wrong
Another Day... Another pride... Somebody died long before their time I couldn't care more I couldn't care less If it's not happening next door You couldn
A savage thought becomes him By the light shining through her dress The flesh under his finger nails The lips upon her chest And with the night pressing
Ripping off your head Sucking out your eyes Tearing all the muscle from your jaw Smashing in your ribs Pulping your insides Ghoulishly devising all the
Thrash it, bash it, live to smash it Light the spark, reach out and crash it Rip it stronger, grind it longer Harder, faster, rabbit master Sleeping
Abandon me, a horror scene A time storm, a pile up Exterminate it, calculate it Ricochet, smart bullet Get louder, get higher Get true to form behemoth
Winding it up Like a wound metal fuzz box Tuning it up Make your neck bend round Plugging it in To the primary noise box Making it raw Make your brain
I make no apologies for the past I had to live, throw it all To get where I am, **** it all If you don't like what I am Then don't you look at me Who
Drink all day, eye all day Crush all day, grind always Starting wars, seething whores Closing doors, powerchords Open wide, scratch your eye Bite the
Take it down with a steam hammer Pack it hard, lead shot in your mood shooter Choose your poison, have a drink With your painkiller, take us down Wreck
Freak out, don't you take the cop out Chain reactor touch down Take a drum and tie it down Grinder, pour it in and grind in Put it through the grater
Divided, suspicion You corroded I turn it up Hate team Hate team, hate Hate team Hate team, hate Your hate is Your mission Take your motive I blow it
It's time to melt you down It's time to strap you in Your mind's about to be diminished I scream to get me off Air blast to pull you in You feel the