Always WrongI'm always wrong
You're always right
We're in our room
We start to fight
Now there's some light
I see the way
I don't care how
Better WaySet up the mission, unfurl the flag
It's time to lay roots down, take my head out of the bag
Make me a baby, take me a wife
With these things,
Maybe I'll be alright
There's a better way
I know there's a better way
Feelings Are GoodI feel I feel I feel and I feel
good, it's understood
I hurt I hurt I hurt and I'm here
alert, feeling the hurt
Feelings are good
I'm sad I'm sad I'm sad and I want my dad,
I want my dad
I'm ashamed I'm so full of shame
Good NewsYou tried to bring me down
The other day
But I could see inside your head
It's sad to see you carry on
This way
It won't be long before you're dead
Nasty HoYou saved my soul
You made me hard
And put me in your hole
Yeah You
Feel so good
Dick is like a stiff hard piece of wood
Oh, I thought this was free
Revolution.Demon mating saturating
Times it's my time
Demonstrating aggravating fight
I wanna fight
I got a reason for a revolution
Don't believe in a solution
Story Of My LifeBoredom's tearing me apart
I entered a race that I can't start
They told me if I move that I'd go too far
But I think I'll stay in my shangri-la
That's the story of my life (yeah)
Another day goes drifting by (away)
Now I can't live, but I won't die (no)
UnionTell me mirror, mirror on the wall
Who's the sickest Sex Pistol of them all?
Is it Johnny Rotten? I don't know
I'd really like to ask him, but he drives me up the wall
Now take old Sidney Vicious, he's a clown
He'd turn his mother in for less than half a crown