เนื้อเพลง Hammered - Motley Crue

Act like Jesus crucified again.
These four wall are closing in.
Who and what do you think you are, a rich mother f*cker in a fancy car?
Concrete jackel s*ckin' on the past, goldcard junkie kissin money's ass.

You're the monkey on my back and it's time for you to go.
Hammered.
You're more harm than my old vice and I don't want to know.
Hey, Hey, you're hammer, hammer poor.

Now you're feelin low, tired and beaten.
Bring you some blades and daggers, pierce your soul.
Hell, ain't livin' six feet in the hole.
Get down on your knees in Hollywood time to Kiss some, some ass. Hey, Mr. big
Time
Hollywood, tell your story walkin' if you think you could.
Your money's runnin' low from your c*caine whores, nothin' but a rat scratchin'
At
My door.
Hey, now I've said all I'm gonna say.
Time will judge, see who fades away.

You're the monkey on my back and it's time for you to go.
Hammered.
You're more harm than my old vice and I don't want to know.
Hey, Hey, you're hammer, hammer poor.

Now you're feelin low, tired and beaten.
Bring you some blades and daggers, pierce your soul.
Hell, ain't livin' six feet in the hole.