Mott The Hoople - Violence текст песни

(ian hunter/mick ralphs)

Im a missing link, poolroom stink, I cant talk

(well thats too bad)

Whats going on, somethings wrong, I cant work

Cant go to school, the teachers a fool, the preachers a jerk

(well thats such a drag)

Got nothing to do, street-corner blues, and nowhere to walk

Violence, violence

Its the only thing thatll make you see sense

(repeat)

Gotta fight, nothings right, livin nowhere

(thats so sad)

Watch out for the gun, snake on the run, hide in my hair

You keep your mouth shut, or youll get cut. haha - I like to scare

(bet youre so mad)

Im a battery louse, a superstar mouse, I dont care

Get off my back or Ill attack, n I dont owe you nothin (ok)

Head for your hole, youre sick and youre old

n Im here to tell you something

Violence, violence

Its the only thing thatll make you see sense

(repeat several times )