I do like flowers but I don't like Mr. Rose If Mr. Rose was a flower I'd put a bullet up his nose If Louie was a writer he would read his books for me And if Iggy was a popcorn I could eat all night for free
Nevermind that rotten Johnny Thunders New York doll In too much too soon too late he knew he had to fall And poor young little Siddy he didn't look that goddamn pretty But sure he had a lot of faith back in 1978
Shut up you fuck Shut up you fuck Shut up you suck You don't need to tell me `Cause I don't want to hear
Don't talk to me You're fakin' I can see Don't stare at me I can see misery Coming out of you, who? Yes, it's you
She´s a knockout
Shut up you fuck Shut up you fuck Shut up you suck You don't need to tell me `Cause I don't want to hear
Shut up you fuck Shut up you fuck Shut up you suck You don't need to tell me `Cause I don't want to hear