The Wildhearts - Junkenstein lyrics

White boy, white lie, two-faced dead guy Too lust for life to die along with it Take it, talk it, comb that carpet Pull on the bone and chaser in secret (Golden slumber Golden slumber) We know where you've been and we know what you're buying (Too weak to lift the rock that you're under) You're pissing on friends and still you deny it Fine, fine, Junkenstein Keep it up son Take a look at what you could have won Low count, pissjoy, wet back, pin boy Turn off the light and take the fake ticket Ex-Pat, B-Plan, take the money sick man No guts to face it let alone kick it (Golden slumber Golden slumber) Wanna try pain? Try pain as a real man (Too weak to lift the rock that you're under) Wanna try change? Try changing the program You say you're so tired, not as tired as I am. Fine, fine Junkenstein You ain't so tough Your eyes are never wide enough.