מילים לשיר Kiss Kiss Kill Kill – Roger Miret & The Disasters

Summer punks on Avenue B Grubbing change and pissing the fuck out of me Their gutter smell offends me Who made it cool to live in poverty? On the beat, cop'ers running the street Taking New York City away from me Wanna strip me of my beliefs
They want to rule my life! Dirty deeds ain't never been cheap Paid my dues to this life I choose to live nothings ever been free
Nothings ever been given to me Those many nights I've felt insane, I don't need to justify
I can't no longer feel the pain, can't tell what's wrong from right no substitutions, no sorry's
A fist full of anger, tired of the same old stories Kiss me - Kill me.