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To Death
A tattooed madman, I am hell on wheels
Born a wicked child left alone in the fields
My father was the wind, my mother was fire
Raised by the wolves and I grew up wild
A kamakazi man, a hollering "Banzai"
Never crash and born, never donna die
Cannibal is me, ya squeal and shout
I chew ya up and spit ya out
Storms a c-c-coming and it's gonna be me
Here comes Trouble, with a capital "T"
Cause I'm a mean mother fucking man, riding the wind
And know I'll be damned
All the way, all the way
All the way
Chewbacca in the rye
The water of fire,
A terror in the flesh, a killer for hire
California man
I'm white line,"Homer"
The unruly one they call the "Blond Bomber"
Scooter gypsy, I'm a renegade
An orphan of the road
A live hand grenade
Never gonna quit before my time
When the moon gets high, then I'll be blind
Mad dog 20-20's king
I drink that stuff and start getting obscene
Cause I'm a mean mother fucking man
I gotta scream that's what I am
All the way all the way
Cause I'm a mean mother fucking man
Riding the wind and know I'll be damned
All the way, all the way, all the way
I'm a motorcycle man
Don't never give a damn
I lie when the truth serves better
The Marquis De Sade
I cheat and steal and rob
A Heavy Metal Creature
Cause I'm a mean mother fucking man
I gotta scream, that's what I am
All the way, all the way
Cause I'm a mean mother fucking man
I gotta scream, that's what I am
All the way, all the way
Cause I'm a mean mother fucking man
Riding the wind and know I'll be damned
All the way, all the way
Thunder pounding my brains in
A six string rock and roll razor
Nobody's gonna save me
The whole world drives me crazy
I hate work, I hate school
I got a case of the rock's dead blues
Friday night I'll be raging
Midnight gonna be wasted
Friday I'm raising
Hell, I'm gonna be wasted
Time to party, raise a glass
Tell everybody to kiss my ass
Let me go-dead or rock, dead or rock
Dead or rock, dead or rock
If rock and roll dies
I'll take my last breath Rock and roll to death
Dead or rock, dead or rock, dead or rock
Pass the bullets please, dead or rock
Find me a grave, help me dig it
If rock's dead then bury me with it
Dead or rock, dead or rock, dead or rock
Pass the bullets please, dead or rock
To death do us part to my last breath
Gimme rock or gimme death
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