I'm standing on a bridge,
punks pushing me off it,
but i am just joke
nothing but a hoe
slept my way to fame
i know

isnt anyone going to save me?
can someone give me sum talent
its a damn cold morgue
much colder than before
wont you
unlock the doors, help me out loosen my tie

its cutting off the air
supply to my head
then again im alreay braindead
cause nothings going right
everyone knows im not punk
people dont like me at all

isnt anyone trying to hide me?
or steal my record contract away
coz its dam cold night
without makeup im a fright
wont you
shoot me in the head
burry me somewhere with poo
don't know who you are
but im,
no punk ohhhhhhhhhh

why is everything so confusing?
why are these interviwers using
such big words like
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Its a dam cold night
tickets to my shows didn't sell right?
wont you
buy mu record i need some food
i'm a has-been
but i, im
a loser