Man Is Sick

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

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