It Ain't My Cup Of Meat.

Nobody Has Ever Taught You How To Live On The Street.

Wiggle 'til You're High, Wiggle 'til You're Higher, Wiggle 'til You Vomit Fire.

But Now We Got Weapons Of The Chemical Dust If Fire Them We're Forced To Then Fire Them We Must One Push Of The Button And A Shot The World Wide And You Never Ask Questions When God's On Your Side

What Good Are Fans? You Can't Eat Applause For Breakfast. You Can't Sleep With It.

I Make My Stand And Remain As I Am, And Bid Farewell And Not Give A Damn.