- Corruption
From the drip drip drip of the teardrops
To the chink chink chink of the cash
To the end end end of the friendships
To the wack wack wack of the bash
Corruption corruption corruption
Rules my soul
Corruption corruption corruption
Rules my soul
- Cry For Love
Status seekers - I never cared
Once I found out they never dared
To seize the world and shake it upside down
And every stinking bum should wear a crown
Sayin' I cry for love
Till all the plates are broken
Cry for love
- I Wanna Be Your Dog
So messed up I want you here
In my room I want you here
Now were gonna be face-to-face
And Ill lay right down in my favorite place
And now I wanna be your dog
Now I wanna be your dog
Now I wanna be your dog
Well cmon
- I Wanna Live
I see my future shuffling
A shakey step at a time
I got no choice but careful
Thank God I've done my crime
The tools I see on tv
Can't stand it when they fake
A prick's a prick at any age
Why give one a break?
- I'm the Passanger
I am the passenger and I ride and I ride
I ride through the city's backsides
I see the stars come out of the sky
Yeah, the bright and hollow sky
You know it looks so good tonight
I am the passenger, I stay under glass
I look through my window so bright
- Iggi Pop - In The Death Car Когда ветер свистит в ночи
В катафалке
Когда ветер свистит в ночи
И собака рычит во тьме,
Что-то выталкивает меня,
Чтоб побегать вокруг.
Я знаю — все схвачено у тебя,
Все делаешь, как я хочу
И уничтожим мы всех тех,
- In The Death Car
A howling wind is whistling
In the night
My dog is growling in the dark
Something's pulling me outside
To ride around in circles
I know that you have got the time
Coz anything I want, you do
You'll take a ride through the strangers
- in the deathcar
a howling wind is whistling in the night
my dog is growling in the dark
something's pulling me outside
to ride around in circles
I know that you have got the time
coz anything I want, you do
you'll take a ride through the strangers
who don't understand how to feel
- Nazi Girlfriend
I want to fuck her on the floor
Among my books of ancient lore
So I will make a full report
I got a nazi girlfriend
Its not the four-inch heels she wears
Its not her baby-fine blond hair
Its more the desert in her stare