It was a shame to see It was insane, the way we’d roll We were the big, bad pitbull Diggin a big, black hole
It was deranged the way we’d roll Everything around was like a little bitty town We were the old tornado
Try to get out but we just keep stickin’ around, ‘Cause it is a very good bad thing we’ve found I’ve got some cigarettes, I’ve got some stuff to try We’ll play ’til we die