She shoots amphetamine
To get through this long black hair of hers
It's wrapped around her head like a jungle
And will take her hours
Outside the traffic is hesitating
It's monday morning
Took a look through the window at the city
And decided it is ours
'Cause we own it
In bars and places
And cars and places
And people we know
And all this talk and jiving around
Emotional overflow
Come and join us
The devil is on our side tonight
Come and join us
We sunbathe in the moonlight in this city 24 hours a day
In this city studies of personal decay
In this city I'm not gonna work today
In this city
Oh shut up
'Cause when I'm drunk I always make a fool of myself
Things to say, things to do, people to see
And places to go to
When I'm high I think I'm top of the world
That's the kind of fool I am
Better shut up


(c) Gore Slut