Gentlemen, start your axes. It was winter, it was cold. I was bent double at the end of the road. . I was lost in a world of my own. Pissing my suicide note in the snow.
Yesterdays child is not in control. Not down with the rock. Not down with the roll. Go, go, go on my scrawny white attack. All the kids are right. All the chicks are black.
I think we met her downtown, nice people, nice place. A peculiar lady, with a peculiar face. She says she's got some friends, they're gonna help her out.