White Trash Circus

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're 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

Been livin' on the road about a year and half
If we go another mile we're gonna kick each other's ass
Someone's gonna quit or someone's gonna die
And we don't give a shit 'cause we're busy gettin' 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

We're the sons of the devil, we're the blood on the stage
You can love us, you can hate us, but we'll 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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