Times are changing. Nothing stays the same. For this jukebox generation. . Adhere to fashion. Like computer games. Modern day communication. . The news hard to take.
You're the hunter, I'm the game. Since we met, I'm not the same. The hunger in you can't be satisfied. . You had a secret strategy. To take control and capture me.
Alright. . She's got hurricane eyes. And know what she sees. She's got lovin' thighs. And she gets it for free. . She makes a cigarette shake. And don't need no advice.
Well I'm an axegrinder piledriver. Mother says that I never never mind her. Got no brains I'm insane. The teacher says that I'm one big pain. I'm like a laser six streamin' razor.
Well I'm an axegrinder piledriver. Mother says that I never never mind her. Got no brains I'm insane. The teacher says that I'm one big pain. I'm like a laser six streamin' razor.
There's a light. At the end of the tunnel. It's rock and roll. . There's no fight. Words into action. Your life is your own. . The tarp is rising. Take the thunder.
Oh the tension's mounting. The pressure starts to show. All the men in haunting. Please don't let me go. (Don't go). Try to free my body. (Don't go). Try to strap me down.
I?m an axe grinder, pile driver. Mama says that I never, never mind her. Got no brains, I'm insane. The teacher says that I'm one big pain. I'm like a laser, six string razor.
I?m an axe grinder, pile driver. Mama says that I never, never mind her. Got no brains, I'm insane. The teacher says that I'm one big pain. I'm like a laser, six string razor.