none of us are saints
we are no slves in chains
the booze runs through our veins
and robs our faith and hope
the church might say we are hell´s devils
the geeks might say we are capitol rebels
we fight all this useless battles
and we´re blasting our minds with dope
WE GOT SO MUCH MORE
we entered the no-go area
we´ve seen it all before
here we are
was smoking weed on koh chang
was on dirty cocain in jail
bombay gin in plenty in moscow
and elephant drops in - i don´t know
six pounds or fourty-seven baht
for a pack of cigarettes
eight german fists in prague
to give some nazi skins the rest