You have a heart all full of danger
Another leather kid on the street
Animal style and a knife edge smile
You are always thinking fast on your feet
You will try to get away with murder
And your time is always taken as misspent
You have an attitude for troubled minds
And anger that is bubbling and due to vent
You walk like a caged panther
All swagger teeth and snarl
You aren't yet quite legal
Yet you call all the barmaids Darl
You can't get your licence
Yet you own your motorbike
You are angry and oh so sexless
Your friends all call you Spike
The girls all know you are trouble
There is no getting out of that
I hate to burst your bubble
But you ain't no alley cat
You are mediocre childhood angst
With no outlet for your style
One night just try to settle down
Find a girl to go the extra mile
Oh the stories you will tell
On how you walked a mile in hell
Oh if only they could see you
Tucked up at home in bed
The boys that you run with
Would soon lop off your head
You are the great pretender
Getting by on style and luck
But just remember child
You may act wild
But nobody gives a f*ck
The girls all know you are trouble
There is no getting out of that
I hate to burst your bubble
But you ain't no alley cat
You are mediocre childhood angst
With no outlet for your style
One night just try to settle down
Find a girl to go the extra mile
Oh the stories you will tell
On how you walked a mile in hell
Oh if only they could see you
Tucked up at home in bed
The boys that you run with
Would soon lop off your head
You are the great pretender
Getting by on style and luck
But just remember child
You may act wild
But nobody gives a f*ck
But nobody gives a f*ck
You have a heart all full of danger
Another leather kid on the street
Animal style and a knife edge smile
You are always thinking fast on your feet
You will try to get away with murder
And your time is always taken as misspent
You have an attitude for troubled minds
And anger that is bubbling and due to vent
How hot was it in Hell
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You have a heart all full of danger
Another leather kid on the street
Animal style and a knife edge smile
You are always thinking fast on your feet
You will try to get away with murder
And your time is always taken as misspent
You have an attitude for troubled minds
And anger that is bubbling and due to vent
You walk like a caged panther
All swagger teeth and snarl
You aren't yet quite legal
Yet you call all the barmaids Darl
You can't get your licence
Yet you own your motorbike
You are angry and oh so sexless
Your friends all call you Spike
The girls all know you are trouble
There is no getting out of that
I hate to burst your bubble
But you ain't no alley cat
You are mediocre childhood angst
With no outlet for your style
One night just try to settle down
Find a girl to go the extra mile
Oh the stories you will tell
On how you walked a mile in hell
Oh if only they could see you
Tucked up at home in bed
The boys that you run with
Would soon lop off your head
You are the great pretender
Getting by on style and luck
But just remember child
You may act wild
But nobody gives a f*ck
The girls all know you are trouble
There is no getting out of that
I hate to burst your bubble
But you ain't no alley cat
You are mediocre childhood angst
With no outlet for your style
One night just try to settle down
Find a girl to go the extra mile
Oh the stories you will tell
On how you walked a mile in hell
Oh if only they could see you
Tucked up at home in bed
The boys that you run with
Would soon lop off your head
You are the great pretender
Getting by on style and luck
But just remember child
You may act wild
But nobody gives a f*ck
But nobody gives a f*ck
You have a heart all full of danger
Another leather kid on the street
Animal style and a knife edge smile
You are always thinking fast on your feet
You will try to get away with murder
And your time is always taken as misspent
You have an attitude for troubled minds
And anger that is bubbling and due to vent
How hot was it in Hell
Another leather kid on the street
Animal style and a knife edge smile
You are always thinking fast on your feet
You will try to get away with murder
And your time is always taken as misspent
You have an attitude for troubled minds
And anger that is bubbling and due to vent
You walk like a caged panther
All swagger teeth and snarl
You aren't yet quite legal
Yet you call all the barmaids Darl
You can't get your licence
Yet you own your motorbike
You are angry and oh so sexless
Your friends all call you Spike
The girls all know you are trouble
There is no getting out of that
I hate to burst your bubble
But you ain't no alley cat
You are mediocre childhood angst
With no outlet for your style
One night just try to settle down
Find a girl to go the extra mile
Oh the stories you will tell
On how you walked a mile in hell
Oh if only they could see you
Tucked up at home in bed
The boys that you run with
Would soon lop off your head
You are the great pretender
Getting by on style and luck
But just remember child
You may act wild
But nobody gives a f*ck
The girls all know you are trouble
There is no getting out of that
I hate to burst your bubble
But you ain't no alley cat
You are mediocre childhood angst
With no outlet for your style
One night just try to settle down
Find a girl to go the extra mile
Oh the stories you will tell
On how you walked a mile in hell
Oh if only they could see you
Tucked up at home in bed
The boys that you run with
Would soon lop off your head
You are the great pretender
Getting by on style and luck
But just remember child
You may act wild
But nobody gives a f*ck
But nobody gives a f*ck
You have a heart all full of danger
Another leather kid on the street
Animal style and a knife edge smile
You are always thinking fast on your feet
You will try to get away with murder
And your time is always taken as misspent
You have an attitude for troubled minds
And anger that is bubbling and due to vent
How hot was it in Hell
Writer: Lawrence Carr
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