Alright
Oh, No
It was six months ago
But it seems like yesterday
Went to a party
Later on we're gonna play
Went driving for a while
Checking out some girls
When I saw this long-haired one
URGHHH
The last thing I remember
A fist packed with rings
Some biker screaming
We'll take you for a spin
Hey, Action Brothers
Now I'm going down
Last night - for you
Indie underground
Well, I ain't got it good
I got it bad, in fact
In fact, I'm fucked up
Goddamn Satans on my back
Oh, I was tired of being
Satan's little whore
And now I'm dead
I got no Satans at my door
But when I came to
I couldn't move my hands
I felt strung out
Waiting for romance
But it hurt
Hurt like hell
Motorcycle ass fucking
UHHHH - ARGGHHH
Well, now I'm dressed again
Got a fresh tattoo
And it hurts so much
When I think of you
There won't be anything
Between you and me
I am El Satan's property
Oh baby, I tried to run
Oh baby, I tried to hide
And now El Satan's gonna take me for a ride
Oh baby, I tried to run
Oh baby, I tied to flee
You know El Satan's gonna be the end of me
Well, I ain't got it good
I got it bad, in fact
In fact, I'm fucked up
Goddamn Satans on my back
Oh, I was tired of being
Satan's little whore
And now I'm dead
I got no Satans at my door
Oh baby I tried to run
Oh baby I tried to hide
And now El Satan's gonna take me for a ride
Oh baby I tried to run
Oh baby I tied to plea
You know El Satan's gonna be the end of me
Well, I ain't got it good
I got it bad, in fact
In fact, I'm fucked up
Goddamn Satans on my back
Oh, I was tired of being
Satan's little whore
And now I'm dead
I got no saviors at my door
Try to hide
Live to ride

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