Don't like your tone you sound confused
Because your ma said I was born too loose
I smoke my menthols and sport my rings
She don't like me running with my posse the Suicide Kings
Freaky toy girl don't you crack you whip on me
I'll take you from your home
And give you what you want in a man
I got skin smooth as chrome
I'll get you stickier than strawberry jam
So don't you cross me or get sly
I'm an American insensitive guy
And I don't give a rat's ass
About polite society or questions of class
Leave a sexy corpse live fast and die young
This is
Cold
Don't hold on to them
Don't you fall for them
'Cause they won't be here forever
Don't do today
What you can do tomorrow
Don't ever forget
Don't you play with this
'Cause they won't be here forever
Don't do today
What you can do tomorrow
I'm not cold anymore
I have learned
You better go and take with you
All of you sorrow
Let it out