I don't mean to make obscene,
But even the mob know what the hell I mean.
The knot is tight on my blindfold,
I got my flesh full of blood, I hate rock'n'roll.
Some think too much, then come too soon,
I just curse the sun, so I can howl at the moon.
Don't wanna love you no more, don't wanna love you less.
I wanna be crushed by your sweet caress.
What's the fucking difference? We all gonna die.
You gonna do something killer. C'mon, give it a try.
Got no big plans, but a good idea.
Let's put this town in my rearview mirror.
Yeah, I got enemies (fuck them), but they don't know:
They won't get no glory on that side of the hole.
We are united by drifting alone,
This is the army of none, got no flag, got no home.
Just witches and scabs, an awful mess, I confess.
Let's do it again.