Bob Mould
Dio
Don't look back and, He's your soldierThat sheet metal sound next door, Is keeping me awakeJanie's eyes are open, And my feet are killing meIf this isn't the truth, Don't look downAnd he's your shoulder, That cheap little loud mouth whoreIs keeping me awake, The baby's eyes are openAnd this heat is killing me, If this isn't the truthClap my hands, Slap my legsI can't find it, But that sweet little bastard boyIs breaking me a leg, Maybe mine is broken, I don't mind it
From Letras Mania