Riskin' It All

(альбом: Riskin' It All - 1991)

In a heavy-metal box
Where I was kept from I was little
It had locks on both ends
And a food tray in the middle
I could smell my fans
But I couldn't hear them shout
So I did a lot of thinking
And this is was it's all about
How much trouble can you make?
And how much shit can you take?

Risking it all
You kill yourself for peanuts
Risking it all
With R'n'R in mind but still
Risking it all
Don't need no average savage to kill my will

The choice between light'n'shade
Are out beyond the bizarre
I mean why waste an outfit
Among strangers in a bar
You see when I'm drunk
I'm an original punk

Risking it all
Yeah, you kill yourself for peanuts
Risking it all
Under the metal-law but I will not
Risking it all
With R'n'R in mind but still
Risking it all
Don't need no average savage to kill my will

Risking it all
Yeah, you kill yourself for peanuts
Risking it all
Under the metal-law but I will not
Risking it all
With R'n'R in mind but still
Risking it all
Don't need no savage average to kill my will