Alice Cooper

For criminal acts and violence on the stageFor being a bratRefusing to act your ageFor all the decent citizens you’ve enragedYou can go to HellFor gambling and drinking alcohol constantlyFor making us doubt our parents authorityFor choosing to be a living obscenityYou can go to HellYou’

We the people of the United StatesIn order to form a more perfect unionStop pretending that you’ve never been badYou’re never wrong and you’ve never been dirtyYou’re such a saint, that ain’t the way we see youYou want to rule us with an iron handYou change the lyrics and

Well I’m runnin through the worldwith a gun in my backtryin’ to catch a ride in a CadillacThought that I was livin’but you can’t really tellbeen tryin’ to get awayfrom that success smellI need a houseboat and I need a planeI need a butler and a trip to SpainI need everythingthe world owes meI tell […

One thing I miss is Cold Ethyl and her skeleton kissWe met last night making love by the refrigerator lightEthyl Ethyl let me squeeze you in my armsEthyl Ethyl come and freeze me with your charmsOne thingNo lieEthyl’s frigid as an eskimo pieShe’s cool in bedWell she oughta be ‘

I gotta stay awakeI just can’t sleepBecause i know inside if i close my eyesIt will be the death of meBecause i fear the nightWhen the darkness creepsThat’s when the shadows thriveThat’s when i must survive’cause every night they come for meI’

She struts into the roomWell I don’t know herBut with a magnifying glanceI just sort of looked her over, hmmWe have a drink or twoWell, maybe threeAnd then suddenly she starts telling meHer life storyShe saysBaby, if you wanna be my loverYou better take me home‘

I’m a shock-rock romeoI like to leave ’em shatteredOh, I can love ’em and leave ’emIt doesn’t really matterI never met my matchUntil I met that ladyShe hooked meShe cooked meShe practically filleted meSome girls try and get you in bedSome girls are like a kick in the headSome

Who do you think we areI’m machineryWith a semi-automatic heartI’m unclassifiedI terminate, I tear apartI’m always there when you think I’m notI’m razor sharp and I’m white and hotMy finger squeezes out the final shotSay «Goodbye»

Well, I was born on a dead end streetI’m cold blooded but I always felt the heat.All my friend are dead and goneIf there’s a hell, I’m one step closer to itSomewhere I crossed the lineSomewhere I’m lost in timeI lost my soul and now I’m losing my mindTime to killI’

I love the dead before they’re coldThey’re bluing fl*sh for me to holdCadaver eye’s upon me see… NothingI love the dead before they riseNo farwells, No goodbyesI never even knew your now rotting faceWhile friends and lovers morn your silly graveI have other uses for you, DarlingI