Тексты песен «Dead Boys»

One two three four Ain't it fun when you're always on the run Ain't it fun when your friends despise what you've become Ain't it fun when you get so high that you, well you just can't come Ain't it fun when you...

I'm so sick of T.V. You know, I'm getting bored of the tube I'm so sick of romance And I'm gettin' real sick of you I wanna get on out of here Find me somethin' to do Yeah, get on outta here Just aint nothin' to do...

Can I describe what it's like To have sex with the lights on? And would ya feel right if I did ya tonight? And put the bite on? All this and more little girl How bout on the floor little girl No time to implore ya girl...

To late to go back home Stranded in the streets Sweating in the heat Don't care to be a star Poundin on the door Sleepin on the floor Big city, ain;t to pretty Big city, nice and loud Big city, don't want no pitty Big...

Hot flashes burning my brain Your tongue lashing drive me insane From New York City to LA You're known as the hottest lay Anya pink canopy gonna shackle ya' down You crossed every back in town From a cheri runaway to...

Caretakers of the streets Virgins with tainted saviors Hippies hustling chump change Don't know the days from the night Dead and alive, ain't breathing I'm Dead and alive, feeling so damn Dead and alive Being a...

Dead boy - dead boy running scared Dead boy - dead boy caught in a nuclear weird Dead boy - dead boy gonna fall Dead boy - to sick to wanna crawl Down in flames Down in flames Red blip, red whine, lock in true Dead...

[Recorded Live at CBGBs] Hey little girl You don't have to hid nothing no more You didn't do nothing That hasn't been done before Little girl thought She wouldn't get caught you see She taught she'd get away With...

Living to fast I've got my head in full throttle I saw a screaming skull in the bottom of a bottle Can't stand up, honey, got my tongue on the floor Living out a dream 'bout the third world war Time warp, baby, that's...

I-I don't need your company Girls like you all come for free I-I don't really wanna dance Girl, I just wanna get in your pants I-I don't wantcha to hang around Girl I don't need ya to drag me down Well I-I don't really...

Walking down another cold dark street I'm waiting for the dawn Another coffee shop, a blimpie base A-keep me warm until dawn The heat from the sewer grate don't warm my bed The snow aint cold anymore Feet are so cold...

I dont need anyone Dont need no mom and dad Dont need no pretty face Dont need no human race I got some news for you Dont even need you too I got my time machine Got my electronic dream Sonic reducer Aint no loser...

I don't need none of your bedroom bruised sweet box And I don't need none of your spoiled ass sweet talk I wanna write on your face with my pretty knife I wanna toy with your precious life Want cha to know I want you...