Kill them now, cause I need some kicks. I need some kicks, I'm getting bored.
I'm tearing down Route 80 East, the sun's on my right side. I'm drunk, but my vision's good.
Dear Pope, send me some hope or a rope.
I love women, I think they're great.
Why don't you swallow razor blades?
You know, some people got no choice, and they can never find a voice, to talk with that they can even call their own. So the first thing that they see, that allows them the right to be, why they follow it, you know, it's called bad luck.