Lexicon Devil

[Originally by Germs]



i'm a lexicon devil with a battered brain and i'm lookin'

for a future-the world's my aim so gimme gimme your

hands-gimme gimme your minds- gimme gimme this-gimme

gimme tha-yea-yea-t i want toy tin soldiers that can

push and shove i want gunboy rovers that'll wreck this

club i'll build you up and level your heads we'll run

it my way cold men and politics dead.

.. (chorus) i'll get silver guns to drip old blood

let's give this established joke a shove we're gonna

wreak havoc on this rancid mill i'm searchin' for something

even if i'm killed... (chorus) empty out your pockets-you

don't need their change i'm giving you the power to

rearrange together we'll run to the highest prop tear

it down and let it drop...away... (chorus)