I'm accused of being cold. With no emotions at all. Well I'm having a ball. I've got my motor running. . I'm jumping with joy. Search and destroy. Come on come on come on.
Don't give me that crap cos' I'm not all ears,. I won't fall for your cries or your crocodile tears. Your stupid statements or your lousy lies,. Cos' I can see it was you from the look in your eyes.