| Lyrics: | well, she threw downtown on a gambling green
and fenced a chicken dog in a movie
a long
haired baby got a record machine
like a hacksaw falling on me
go, go, go, go
dying to
go
she's moving in like a demon
dead girl, dead girl
well, she blew
uptown on a cemetery sound
and wore her leather pants for week, yeah
a canteen butcher got
tiger teeth
and a handmade circus freak, yeah
go, go, go, go
dying to go
she
moving in like a demon
dead girl, dead girl superstar
well, she hit the ground
like a bounty killer clown
with a fistful of dollars to eat, yeah
i see her there with
blood in her hair
and a flesh killing brat to beat, yeah |
