Yeah! Drum solo.. drum solo! Phil Rott! Ladies and gentlemen.. Mr Phil Rott Alright here's...
Now you're coming through the backdoor How did you get there Do I mind? Now...
Hanging out among the living dead Things seem to come up Short of everything You...
[Verse 1:] I'm not suppose to be thinking 'bout you, laying here in this bed...
I went searching for the truth But in my innocence i found All the con...
I slipped and fell with your gun in my mouth...
We're flying faster than I ever dreamt before And I...
For what its worth it was a pleasure To see...
My passtime's aggrivation Cause I can't please you And I...
You were an expensive hobby Costing me leg and arm...
So you Took what you wanted to Did what you...