Alright
Oh, no

It was six months ago
But it seems like yesterday
Went to a party
Later on were gonna play
Went driving for a while
Checking out some girls
When i saw this long haired one
Urghhh

The last thing i remember
A fist packed with rings
Some biker screaming
We'll take you for a spin
Hey, action brothers
Now i'm going down
Last night - for you
Indie underground

Well, i ain't got it good
I got it bad in fact
In fact i'm fucked up
Goddamn satans on my back
Oh, i was tired of being
Satans little whore
And now i'm dead
I got no satans at my door

But when i came to
I counld'nt move my hands
I felt strung out
Waiting for romance
But it hurt
Hurt like hell
Motorcycle ass fucking
Uhhhh - argghhh

Well, now i'm dressed again
Got a fresh tattoo
And it hurts so much
When i think of you
There won't be anything
Between you and me
I am el satan's property

Oh baby i tried to run
Oh baby i tried to hide
And now el satans gonna take me for a ride
Oh baby i tried to run
Oh baby i tied to flee
You know el satan's gonna be the end of me

Well, i ain't got it good
I got it bad in fact
In fact i'm fucked up
Goddamn satans on my back
Oh, i was tired of being
Satans little whore
And now i'm dead
I got no satans at my door

Oh baby i tried to run
Oh baby i tried to hide
And now el satan's gonna take me for a ride
Oh baby i tried to run
Oh baby i tied to plea
You know el satan's gonna be the end of me

Well, i ain't got it good
I got it bad in fact
In fact i'm fucked up
Goddamn satans on my back
Oh, i was tired of being
Satans little whore
And now i'm dead
I got no saviors at my door

Try to hide
Live to ride