Live Freaky, Die Freaky - Mechanical Man (Billie Joe Armstrong) Тексты

I aint politician, I'm just a bad musician
whatcha gonna do for me?
Do you have the taste for sex and blood and hate
or really good Isd?
I'd like to start a band with you
I'll sing and you can learn to play the tambourine
here's an invitation, no time for hesitation
come and join my family

I live inside of you
but you don't belong to me
I'm a reflection of you
What's my recipe?

A half a cup satanical, a teaspoon puritanical,
stirred with a bloody hand
A quarter cup messiahcal, a sprinkle of maniacal
and now I'm a mechanical man

I'll give you the heads up
come o and get your legs up
This is called 'the family jam'
Together we'll stay hidden away for Armageddon
and stick it to the man

I live inside of you
but you don't belong to me
I'm a reflection of you
What's my recipe?

A half a cup satanical, a teaspoon puritanical,
stirred with a bloody hand
A quarter cup messiahcal, a sprinkle of maniacal
and now I'm a mechanical man

Charlie: "watch this shit, woman! Gonna learn somethin' right now"

open up the curtains, then we'll start a hurtin'
Come on let's do the creppy-crawl
The show´s about to go down
come on, I got the low-down
together we'll make holywood fall

I live inside of you
but you don't belong to me
I'm a reflection of you
What's my recipe?

I live inside of you
but you don't belong to me
I'm a reflection of you
You look at me and what do you see?

A half a cup satanical, a teaspoon puritanical,
stirred with a bloody hand
A quarter cup messiahcal, a sprinkle of maniacal
and now I'm a mechanical man

A half a cup satanical, a teaspoon puritanical,
stirred with a bloody hand
A quarter cup messiahcal, a sprinkle of maniacal
and now I'm a mechanical man