Wicked Young Man - Alice Cooper

Cold blue swastika tattooed on my skin

The ice in my veins the staples in my chin

I’ve got it carved in my forehead Slave To My Sin

Too violent for the brotherhood to ever take me in Gonna write down my law in blood upon the street

To the cadence of a goose-step heavy metal beat

Wanna purify my race gonna turn up the heat

Just wanna make 'em die and make the job complete

I am a vicious young man oh I am a wicked young man

It’s not the games that I play the movies I see the music I dig

I’m just a wicked young man

I like to run my body on heavy heavy fuel

I can punch through a wall I can kick like a mule

I got a pocketful of bullets and a blueprint of the school

I’m the devil’s little soldier I’m the devil’s little tool

I am a vicious young man oh I am a wicked young man

It’s not the games that I play the movies I see the music I dig

I’m just a wicked young man

I got every kind of chemical pumpin’through my head

I read Mein Kampf daily just to keep my hatred fed

I never ever sleep I just lay in my bed

Dreamin’of the day when everyone is dead

I am a vicious young man oh I am a wicked young man

It’s not the games that I play the movies I see the music I dig

I’m just a wicked young man

I am a vicious young man oh I am a vicious young man

I am a vicious young man oh I am a wicked young man