Somebody better shake you. Somebody better turn your head around. I'm scratching like a wild cat. I'm spitting fire on the ground. . You got my venom running thru ya.
Black leather gloves and your lipstick shines. Bright as moonlight glows. My wildest rose cuts so fine and deep. It hurts but never shows. You're bad, you're so hardcore.
I got a ticket to nowhere. I got no respect for the law. I got no use 'cause it's all abuse. It's the cutting edge of the saw. . Ain't got no tiime for the future.