Attitude

Two, three, four… Suppose I say “I’m never satisfied” Suppose I say “You cut some root to make the tree survive” Just let me kill you for a while Just let me kill you for a smile Just let me kill you once I’m oh so bored to death Uh! I hunger I hunger, I eat Born into attitude Asleep at the wheel Throw all your bullets in the fire And run like hell Why cure the fever? Whatever happened to sweat? Suppose I say “The vultures smile at me” Suppose I say “I’ve sent them down and they plan to pick you clean” And satisfaction this way comes And satisfaction this way comes And satisfaction’s here and gone, gone yeah, gone again Uh! I hunger Uh! I hunger, I eat Born into attitude Asleep at the wheel Throw all your bullets in the fire And stand there Born into attitude Twist mother tongue Throw all your bullets in the fire And run like hell Why cure the fever? Whatever happened to sweat? Just let me kill you for a while Just let me kill you for a smile Just let me kill you once for me I’m bored to death And satisfaction this way comes And satisfaction this way comes And satisfaction’s here and gone, gone, gone again Yeah! I hunger Uh! I hunger, I eat Born into attitude Asleep at the wheel Throw all your bullets in the fire And stand there Born into attitude Twist mother tongue Throwing all your bullets in the fire And run like hell Why cure the fever? Whatever happened to sweat?