Guts For Sale

The Meantraitors

Composição de: Stas Bogorad
Sweating all over, I wake-up mad! 

I was born without any reason 
Simply being forced to live 
I disliked the marks of any season 
Well, I kept on being stiff 
Boys around were growin' very fast 
They've lost their age to run for gold 
I'm as young as I was in the past 
They've no sex, their eyes are old 
I'm still proud of being male 
I've got my guts for sale! 

I enjoy to live without friends 
There's no one I still believe 
No more madmen who can get a sence 
Of energy I want to give 
Red hot slut is lying in my bed 
The enemies can't get inside 
No more chance to make me really sad 
Until my body fit to fight 
I'm still proud of being male 
I've got my guts for sale! 

I will be forever mean 
I won't let the wankers in 
Going crazy by the drive 
Testing myself all the life 

Every midday I look at the mirror 
Seeing my impudent face 
Do I look like an antisocial hero? 
Did I come from outer space? 
I've no fun to change the people's mind 
They always keep their mouth shut 
I've no time to talk, I keep on running 
Just to shake my boiling blood 
I'm still proud of being male 
I've got my guts for sale!
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