歌词
Cutting into rhythm, who's playing through the breaks?
Cutting into rhythm, who's playing through the breaks?
King Rat
Witten by brainless freaks
Witten by brainless freaks
King Rat
I could tell ya, but then I'd have to kill ya
Kicks and howls, wails and stomps
Kicks and howls, wails and stomps
King Rat
Socked him in the jaw (Hoo!), took off
Socked him in the jaw (Hoo!), took off
King Rat
I could tell ya, but then I'd have to kill ya
This good time bad ass fuck around is going out of style
I've been seventeen kinds of damn fool
Played everything off key except that high white note
Now they're standing in the guards for you
This good time bad ass fuck around is going out of style
I've been seventeen kinds of damn fool
Played everything off key except that high white note
Now they're standing in the guards for you
No sir (Hoo!), loving husband
No sir (Hoo!), loving husband
I don't close my eyes
Quit stalling (Hee, hee!), peek-a-boo shit
Quit stalling (Hee, hee!), peek-a-boo shit
I suspected long ago, you learn to live with it
I could tell ya, but then I'd have to kill ya
Oh, I could tell ya, but then I'd have to kill ya
King Rat
King Rat
King Rat
King Rat
This good time bad ass fuck around is going out of style
I've been seventeen kinds of damn fool
Played everything off key except that high white note
Now they're standing in the guards for you
King Rat
King Rat
King Rat
King Rat
King Rat