All the pool hall, hustling dough
I'll beat the panzies and then I'll go
out to the bar, to pick a fight
main some redneck then hit the night
why am I always in a mood like this
I don't know, ain't no psych
Honest Lover lyrics

Let's make love tonight, I'm in the mood to make love 
Let's make love tonight, I'm in the mood to make love 
iatrist
this nagging feeling, that I've got won't quit
I feel no pain and I don't give a shit

Left, right, fight-taste the floor
two, four, move-out the door

Music magazines with fags on the front
they dress like women, their message is
Fundamentally Loathsome lyrics

I want to wake up in your white, white sun
I want to wake up in your world with no pain
 blunt
they make their money, but they're doing it wrong
kissing ass and writing radio songs
bying their records and seeing their shows
the general public likes their panty hose
I'm not as younged as I used to be
but I'll still be thrashi
Ce Sentiment Pour Toi lyrics

Malgr? le temps pass?, je ne t'ai jamais perdu
Comme une voix qui chante en moi
Ne sera
ng at a hundred and three
(you'll see)
but they think I'm psycho, they think I'm deranged
I wear my leather, but I'm not that strange
I walk the streets but I hate what I see
like a book by it's cover, they're judging me
(fuck off!)