Dead Boys

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 I'm just a dead boy You know th

Ain't it fun When you're always on the run Ain't it fun Ain't it fun When you get so high that you, well you just can't cum Ain't it fun When you know that you're gonna die young? It's such fun (chorus) Yeah fun, Such fun Such fun, fun, fun Yeah fun

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 I'm so sick of FM I don't play my s

I don� need anyone Don� need no mom and dad Don� need no pretty face Don� need no human race I got some news for you Don� even need you too I got my devil machine Got my electronic dream Sonic reducer Ain� no loser I� a sonic reducer Ain� no loser Pe

I want you back again I want your love again I know you find it hard to reason with me But this time it's different, darling, you'll see You gotta tell me you're coming back to me You gotta tell me you're coming back to me You gotta tell me you're co

I don't really want to dance Girl, I just want to get in your pants I don't want you to hang around If I don't need you to jack me down Well I don't really want to dance Girl, I just want to get in your pants Now listen girl You try and try You want

I don't need anyone Don't need no mom and dad Don't need no pretty face Don't need no human race I got some news for you Don't even need you too I got my time machine Got my electronic dream Sonic reducer Ain't no loser sonic reducer Ain't no loser P

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 from the holes in my shoes The ch

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 to know what love is I don't need

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 a bowery queen Used up before yer

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

[ti:(I Don't Wanna Be No) Catholic Boy] [ar:Dead Boys] [al:We Have Come For Your Children] [offset:0] [00:15.86](I Don't Wanna Be No) Catholic Boy - Dead Boys [00:23.57]I don't wanna be no Catholic boy [00:26.14]I just wanna have some fun [00:27.97]

All my boyhood friends told me I'd fail Spend my life time friendless or in jail All the girls at the school dance Wouldn't give me a second chance But I won't look back I remember all their social games Gossip spreading talk among the lames Friday n

I don't need none of your two-bit machine love And I don't need none of your tender back seat love I wanna write on your face with my pretty knife Toy with your precious life Wantcha to know, wantcha to know Wantcha to know, I want you to know what l