She came all the way from Saint Petersburg
Wearing one of her too many leather drags
She comes on to me while I smoke my head goodbye
We hurry on to the Starlight Hotel
As she slowly puts her hands and surrounds my neck
When I turn around I see she was never there for me
Some days are better than others
When she screams out loud inside my cell
Some days are better than others
When there's no revolution to be found
Kiss my lonesome state of mind
Kiss my lonesome state of mind
Kiss my lonesome state of mind
Goodbye
Media evil USA
I'm gonna free my mind, I'm gonna free your mind
I'm gonna kiss your white wing American lie goodbye
Some days are better than others
When she screams out loud inside my cell
Some days are better than others
When there's no revolution to be found