I'm sick and tired of you calling me names. I'm sick and tired of your childish games. . I'm sick and tired of your bullshit brats. Cocaine stupor and anxiety attacks.
We've got to stop this crazy carrying on. It's gonna be the death of you. Stop this crazy carrying on. It's gonna be the death of me. . It's gonna be the end you see.
One, two, three, four. . New York City is a real cool town. Society really brings me down. Our playground is a pharmacy. Kids find trouble so easily. .