I'm burnin' down the road
And I've got 5 minutes to live
Had 'bout all I can take
Ain't got no more to give
And I'm gone!
Ain't comin' back!

Hear every word I say
I've got 5 minutes to live
Best get outta my way motherfucker
You ain't got no more to give

(turbonegro cover)
From the ashes of this golden age of
confusion, the demin recruits came to be
known as the apocalypse dudes.

So you think you had an Opera
So you think you had a Napoli
So you think you had a decent pizza
So you think you had a real good pizza

Before rocking in Kentucky I was rolling through Tennessee
When I saw some state troopers chasing me
They peed on my van let their dog sniff my crotch
And said 'Hey there rockers you've been caught
Your hell

They said they found something but they wouldn't say what
And

Got up this morning
Atlanta had burned down to the ground
Oh yeah

Got my foot through the floor
Tearing up the city all night long, oh yeah
Spent all my money on cheap sensations
Feeling like the king of barbecue nation

Got up this morning
Atlanta had burned d

[Originallly by Circle Jerks]

I'd swim the oceans, in a suit of lead
You'd stand there, throw rocks at my head
Cut me open, watch me bleed
Is this what you really need

Beat me senseless
Beat me senseless

Twist my arms, break my bones
Make me lie on burning c

I was born in a trailer park in Bowling Green, Kentucky
and here's what happened to me:

When I was a kid, like everybody else
Didn't get in much trouble, stayed to myself

Found some old records, it all became so clear
Just like the whole world whispered in my ear, it was:

Baby woke me up this morning
She said "hey man we are through"
She said "if you ain't going to heaven with me
Then I ain't goin' to hell with you"
That's alright now baby
Just one last thing on my mind
Just trying to find a place in a
World gone mean and blind
Som

How long can I drag this thing on
It feels like someone pissed inside my soul
Spent my life perfecting desperation
Never gave a damn about self control
And if the bottom dropped out of hell
I'd be too low down to even tell
Gotta keep on living cause
Dead man can't get

Well these young girls are driving me crazy
I'd fuck 'em all but I'm too lazy
Livin all alone can be tough on a man
Time to take matters in my own hands
So, heading for the Jack Shack
Heading for the Jack Shack
Till I get a job or my wife comes back to me
I'll be down

Look out
I got both hands on the bottle
And I'm weaving on down the road
I got whiskey that's pushing the throttle
And my liver's about to explode

So I drink a little more go a lot faster
Cruising towards a real cool disaster yeah, oh yeah

Listen
I'm the drunk

Turn it inside out so I can see
The part of you that's drifting over me
And when I wake you're never there
And when I sleep you're everywhere
You're everywhere

Just tell me how I got this far
Just tell why you're here and who you are
Cause everytime I look
You'r

Some fellas look at the eyes
Some fellas look at the nose
Some fellas look at the size
Some fellas look at the clothes

I don't care if her eyes are red
I don't care if her nose is long
I don't care if she's underfed
I don't care if her clothes are worn

First I

Fried chicken and coffee
They're keepin' me mean!
I'm wiping my ass
With a Hustler magazine.

All you motherfuckers out there,
It's time for all of you to line up,
Everybody get on your knees,
And kiss my butt
Yeah!

Hey all you kids
Stay off of my lawn<

Born to die in a rock 'n' roll band
Always seemed like a hell of a plan
Form Hell To Texas in a beat up van
Why can't you understand

Mama said boredom will rot you brain
So I gotta get out of here before
I go insane

Go to hell honey I'm back on the road
Can't

Oh, left be is good

Wanna drown in the sweet stench of success
Hang it on my wall and show everyone I'm the best

I'll keep it clean and play real slow
Gimme gimme a hit before I go

Des Moines, Dresden, San Sebastian or St. Paul
Every shit hole in every shit
Town

Now I'm not a man who likes to get mad
If I do, I don't feel too bad
Comes some situations where you just can't let it be

Like last night I caught my wife fuckin' two of my friends
A smile on her face, a dick in each hand, guilt runnin' down her chin
Well, I slammed th

Going down swinging
Baby can't you hear me
Going down swingin'
You're gonna hate to kill me

I can take a licken
And I'll come back kicken
I'm kentucky fried
But I ain't no chicken

Going down swinging
Baby can't you hear me
Going down swingin'
You'r

Well I'm than lightning hopkins
I'm a badass rolling stone
Remeber them words
And spell them right
On the head of my tombstone
Gonna be long gone
Ain't carrying on
There's one last thing that I gotta say
Come on baby let's go
Oh yeah

Write my will in lin

well i come from down
in some dirt-water town
where theres nothin to do
and nothing cool around
spent lonely days
learnin bout life goin wrong
as sung to me
in dead mans song

never been nowhere
aint no where to go
just pray your not around
when i fin

The phone is ringing it's the devil calling
He said where you been boy
Come on down and stop your stalling
I said I ain't going down there no more
Damnation's just one big bore
It's great to do everything you please
But after a while you just want to leave

So sorry