Born In '69 - Rocket From The Crypt

Woah!

Babytalk, the phoneman

I’m ringin' in my head

And baby’s lips keep a-moving

And it likes to wet the bed.

Your inspiration is a memory

That you know you never had

Your despiration lies before me

(And you only kick half-a__)

(Woo, yeah) I want it

(Woo, yeah) I need it

(Woo, yeah) I steal it

(Woo) Alright

Everbody’s talking like a monkey

Always looking behind

Waste of life, pushing backwards so

I was born in '69

Don’t catch me later (catch me later)

I’m out of here keeping my gun

Your despiration is a menu

(And man your brain is fried)

(Woo, yeah) I want it

(Woo, yeah) I need it

(Woo, yeah) I steal it

(Woo) Alright

I hear things, it’s so easy

Doin' it fair and fair

I heard windows are breaking

Inside a chest

They’re the ones

Again and again

Your despiration don’t become you

(Speedo can really sing!)

(Woo, yeah) I want it

(Woo, yeah) I need it

(Woo, yeah) I steal it

(Woo, yeah) I need it

(Woo, yeah) You’ve got nothing to say to me

(Woo, yeah) You’ve got nothing that I can’t say

(Woo, yeah) You’ve got nothing that I need (I feel it)

You’ll be sorry