L7 - American Society

Don't wanna drown
Don't wanna be found
This is not my destiny
Oh yeah
No twentieth century casualty
Oh yeah

I don't wanna watch television
I don't wanna listen to the radio
I don't wanna drown in American society
Don't wanna drown in American society
Don't wanna drown in American society

Don't wanna be rich
Now can't you see the way they dress
They dress
Well they're a bloody tax mess

I don't wanna go to the movies
I don't wanna listen to the company
I don't wanna drown in American society
Don't wanna drown in American society
Don't wanna drown in American society

L7 - Fast And Frightening

Her glance hits me like lightning
I heard that girl is fast and frightening
Dirty hair and a laugh that's mean
Her neighbors call her an evil machine

She's fast, she's lean
She's frightening
She's fast, she's lean
She's frightening

Popping wheelies on her motorbike
Straight girls wish they were dykes
She'll do anything on a dare
Mom and Daddy's worst nightmare

Down at the creek smoking pot
She eats the roach so she don't get caught
Throws her mini off in the halls
Got so much clit she don't need no balls

L7 - (Right On) Thru

Well, I hate the rain when I drive
Right on thru
'Cause the windows are broken on my 455
Right on thru
It don't rain much but when it do
That dirty old rain comes right on thru

Right on thru
Through to you

I had some pigeons living on my ledge
Right on thru
Dirty winged rats living on the edge
Right on thru

I give 'em a shot too
Right on thru
The pigeon shit seeps right on thru

Right on thru
Through to you

Well, you built your house made out of lead
Right on thru
It keeps out those things that you dread
Right on thru

It don't matter where you hide
Right on thru
Because reality always crashes inside

Right on thru
Through to you

L7 - Just Like Me

Taime is a rock star
Just like me
Executives love him
Just like me
They all fill his coffee cup
Just like me
Sits back and drinks it up
So where's your dignity?

Faster, faster, faster.......

Well Axl is a love god
Just like me
The girls all love him
Just like me
But he's so messed up
Just like me
Doesn't want to give it up
So where's his dignity?

Guns and, guns and, guns and
Guns and, guns and, guns and

Well Vixen are love gods
Just like me
Pretty pretty sex things
Just like me
Dressed up and paid to play
I couldn't live that way
Hair spray and bustier
Can't fool me

Vixen, vixen, vixen
Vixen, vixen, vixen

Slash is a love god
I know it's hard to believe
Boys all dig him
But boys are easy to please
He's got the bimbos swinging
Like monkeys in the trees
He's got his limos and money
So where's your dignity?