Sad-Am you rock

I like Nazi punk, I drive a pick up truck
Supported slavery, I’m morally bankrupt
Pay putoes to wash my car, fuck the daily grind
Giving change to pikey’s, buys me piece of mind.

In my mind man it’s fucked
I’ll burn in hell coz Sad-Am you rock
Sister Wendy likes my cock
I’ll burn in hell coz Sad-Am you rock

I’m gonna gas a Kurd, they're too poor to give a fuck,
Exploit the under class, there’s money on my mind
Tell people I’ve found god and then I’ll rob them blind
I won’t go to jail, I’ll just get a fine

In my mind man it’s fucked
I’ll burn in hell coz Sad-Am you rock
Sister Wendy likes my cock
I’ll burn in hell coz Sad-Am you rock

I want to sleep in peace and not be woken up
feel like walking through life, devoid of all I want
excepting what I'm given, saying I don't mind
pulling apart existence, to leave you all behind

In my mind man it’s fucked
I’ll burn in hell coz Sad-Am you rock
Sister Wendy likes my cock
I’ll burn in hell coz Sad-Am you rock

Be drinking in the pub, to plan my latest skeams
to morally bankrupt the nation, and bring it to it's knees
drink myself to comma, to avoid paying my tab
take 1 kee of speed then leg it from the cab.

©27 June 2009 Alex Kyriacou