Concentration moon
(over the camp in the valley)
over the camp in the valley
(concentration moon)
(oh what a)
concentration moon
(i wish i was back in the alley)
wish i was back in the alley
with all of my friends,
still running free:
(running free!)
hair growing out
every hole in me
(that's right, you heard right:
hair growing out
every hole in me!)
american way
how did it start?
thousands of creeps
killed in the park
american way
try and explain
scab of a nation
driven insane
don't cry
gotta go bye bye
suddenly: die die
cop kill a creep! pow pow pow
Fz: and speaking of creeps, here they are, ladies and gentlemen . . .