White Trash Circus

Well, I opened up a bottle and I fell out of bed
I couldn't find the floor until it hit me in the head
I did a little powder off the bathroom sink
It's been about a month and something's start to stink

Me and the band we are starting to fight
'Cause if we got along it just wouldn't feel right

We're the white trash circus, don't give a damn
We'll steal your girl whenever we can
We're the drunken gods of the living dead
We're the voice, we're the voice
We're the voice in your head
We're the trash, we're the trash
We're the trash in your bed

I been living on the road about a year and half
If we go another mile, we're going to kick each other's ass
Someone's going to quit or someone's going to die
We don't give a shit because we're busy getting high
Another lawsuit, another arrest
We wouldn't change a thing because we love it to death

We're the white trash circus, don't give a damn
We'll steal your girl whenever we can
We're the drunken gods of the living dead
We're the voice, we're the voice
We're the voice in your head
We're the trash, we're the trash
We're the trash in your bed

Hey, hey, hey!

Hey, hey, hey!

We're the son's of devil, we're the blood on the stage
You can love us you can hate us but will never go away

We're the white trash circus, don't give a damn
We'll steal your girl whenever we can
We're the drunken gods of the living dead
We're the voice, we're the voice
We're the voice in your head

We're the white trash circus, don't give a damn
We'll steal your girl whenever we can
We're the drunken gods of the living dead
We're the voice, we're the voice
We're the voice in your head
We're the trash, we're the trash
We're the trash in your bed

We're the voice, we're the voice
We're the voice in your head
We're the trash, we're the trash
We're the trash in your bed



Credits
Writer(s): James Michael, Mick Mars, Nikki Sixx, Marti Frederiksen, Dj Ashba
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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