Alice Cooper
You have been accused of mass mental cruelty
How do you plead?
Guilty!
Don`t wanna be clean
Don`t wanna be nice
The whip`s gonna crack
My leather is black and so are my eyes
I`m gonna be rough
I`m gonna be mean
I`m here to the end, my sick little friend
I`m back in your dreams
You can take my head and cut it off
But you ain`t gonna change my mind
If you don`t like it you can lock me up
Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh,
If you don`t like it you can lock me up
Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh,
Cover your eyes or cover your head
You`ll never know what hit you `til your covered in red
Screaming bloody murder `til the barricades bend
Sweatin` in the fog `til the end
It`s gotta be loud
I want it to roar
I want it to blow everyone at the show right off of the floor
I`m in for the kill
I`m back with a rage
I want them to write in the paper each night how I bloodied the stage
If you don`t like it you can lock me up
Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh,
If you don`t like it you can lock me up
Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh,
Lock me up or shut up
Cover your eyes or cover your head
You`ll never know what hit you `til your covered in red
Screaming bloody murder `til the barricades bend
Sweatin` in the lights `til the end
If you don`t like it you can lock me up
Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh,
If you don`t like it you can lock me up
I wanna be hot
Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh,
If you don`t like it you can lock me up
I wanna be cool
Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh,
If you don`t like it you can lock me up
I wanna be sick
Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh -real sick