Fight

(album: Dirty Work - 1986)

Yeah, baby!
Gonna pulp you to a mass of bruises
'Cause that's what you're looking for
There's a hole where your nose used to be
Gonna kick ya out of my door

Got to get into a fight
Can't get out of it
Got to get into a fight

Gonna blow you to a million pieces
Blow you sky high, I don't care
Splatter matter on the bloody ceiling
Blow the building right into the air

Got to get into a fight
I can't get out of it
Got to get into a fight
Gonna put the boot in
Got to get into a fight
Yeah, watch me now
(Whoa whoa now)

What I want is power, more power
What I need is an innocent life
Wanna do it in the broad daylight
I'm the truck, I'm the suicide

Got to get into a fight
I can't get out of it
Wanna get into a fight
Gonna get away with it
(Whoa whoa now)
Got to get into a fight
Watch me, watch me now

Yeah!
Yeah, got to get into a fight
I can't get out of it
I got to get into a fight
Gonna put to boot him

It's all for his greater glory
It's all for a Saturday night
There's a hole where your face used to be
I got you in my telescopic sight

Got to get into a fight
Gonna put the boot in
(Whoa whoa now) fuck him now
Nah, (whoa whoa now) yeah!
(Whoa whoa now)
Can't get out of it
Whoa whoa now!

Gonna slap the face in, (whoa whoa now) ah!
Slash you with a razor, (whoa whoa now) oh!
Whoa whoa now!
(Whoa whoa now) Yeah!
Can't get out of it
(Whoa whoa now)
Whoa whoa now!
Whoa whoa now!
Whoa whoa, whoa whoa now!
(Whoa whoa now)
Ooh, oh now!