Из альбома: 68' Comeback Special: Rockabilly Dynamite in Hamburg
How can you always put me down,
When you're never even there to hang around,
When you do, you're always too drunk to talk,
Hey! Hey! Hey!
How come always hang around,
With a methamphetamine whore drug hound,
And never even listen to a word I say,
Hey! Hey! Hey!
Drugs and alcohol, bullet holes,
Through the walls, what am I gonna do?
I'm only sixteen years old, but I've been through,
More than most anybody that I knew.
I'm always in a fight in my school,
They want me to obey the golden rule,
But they rules don't apply to everyone,
No, no, no.
And what can I do when the big boss man,
Tells me that I have to understand,
I can't be proud to be who I am.
Drugs and alcohol, bullet holes,
Through the walls, what am I gonna do?
I'm only sixteen years old, but I've been through,
More than most anybody that I knew.
How can I afford to fail,
When the only option is goin' to jail,
Why should I even try?
I've got a tattoo that says 'Win or Die! '
The Invasion's on, that's no lie,
I'm sure I won't even live to tell the tale.
Drugs and alcohol, bullet holes,
Through the walls, what am I gonna do?
I'm only sixteen years old, but I've been through,
More than most anybody that I knew.
Drugs and alcohol, bullet holes,
Through the walls, what am I gonna do?
I'm only sixteen years old, but I've been through,
More than most anybody that I knew.