"You Got A Killer Scene There, Man..." Album Version E

I don't mean to make a scene, but Even the mob know what the hell I mean. The knot is tight on my blindfold. I got my flesh full of blood. I hate rock and roll. Some think too much, then come too soon. I just curse the sun so I can howl At the moon. Ooh, yeah. Ooh, Yeah. Don't wanna love you no more, don't wanna love You less. I wanna be crushed by your sweet caress. What's the fucking difference? We all gonna die. You gonna do something killer, Come on, give it a try. Ooh, yeah. Ooh, yeah. Yeah. Ooh, Yeah. Got no big plans, but a good idea. Let's put this town in a reverie. Yeah, I got enemies, fuck 'em. But they don't know they won't get no glory On that side of the hole. Ooh, yeah. Ooh, yeah. Ooh, yeah. Yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah. Yeah, We are united by drifting alone. This is the army of none, got no flag, Got no home. Just witches and scabs, an awful mess. I confess, I confess. Let's do it again, say ooh, Yeah. yeah. Ooh, yeah. Yeah, yeah. Yeah, Yeah. There's only one line I would get