The man bought a crocodile and erotic things like that
He left the scene like a limousine with filthy secrets of the night
He was born without brakes, he goes round and round and round
Hit the zoo and a cat got high, stuck a pen knife in its eye
The man is sick
Sick and certified
Cable ties and lazy eye, he's the perfect modern wreck
Dragged high, brutalised with belt and buckle, pass it on
National legacy, he's calibre 45
Cut loose in army boots with just a pit bull by his side
The man is sick
Sick and certified
It was 1976 he was certified
It was 1976 he took a look into the devil's eyes
The man is sick
Sick and certified
It was 1976
It 76 or 5
The Groove/Son of God
Man at the side of the road and he's stealing a car
Tattoo down the side of his arm says he's "got no room for heart"
Say what you want but he lives just like a nuclear bomb
Never been to Paris but they've never been to where he's from
I don't feel like coming down
Man at the side of the road and he sleeps in a car
While away the hours with a photograph and loaded gun
I don't feel like coming down
You never mentioned it
You never mentioned it
You never mentioned you were the son of god
I don't feel like coming down











