Текст песни The Angry Cry Of The Angry Pie

you want a piece of me? i'm like a razor blade i'm like a pound of blubber smothering a live grenade these are the days when the tv always stays on the show keeps running after the audience has all gone home i'm like a vampire with this taste for blood without the makeup and the cape i'm just a fucking hood these are the nights that none of us will live to forget lying face down as the monkeys rain down... she's one of the guys pounding that beat all night when the blood and all the makeup dries... (you were first in line) you want a piece of me? then join the daisy chain i'm like a fucking band leader for the hit parade i'm cracked like a speaker and i speak like a cracker these are the trip wires and i'm a loaded gun and you're the burning tires the burning fires the days have come i did not believe it 'til i smelled it, then i had to see it did you know you're my motherfucking (motherfucking) hero? the wind beneath my wings is burnt and stale oh...mmm you want a piece of me? well, come one!