Let's admit it
You're addicted
It's a piece of real junk
Gonna quit it
Get restricted
Though it cures me Thing is stunk
Listen homie
You don't own me
It's all phony lousy mood
Listen fella
Such novella...
You misunderstood
Better blame me
Flay me, shame me,
Tell me it's not good
Play it busted
Get disgusted
Scream to me, exclaim
I've been smashed
We just clashed
I don't want bloodstain
On the road
Getting floored
Howled...
Anyway
I discover
Undercover
I won't play all this
Again