Attitude

One, 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

Oh, 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?

What ever 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

Oh, I hunger

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, what ever 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 satisfactions here and gone, gone, gone again

Yeah, I hunger

Oh, 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, what ever happened to sweat?