Underground Songtext
von Sloppy Seconds

Never thought we′d meet again
A young wanna-be and an old has-been
I wish I had a photo of this scene
I've suffered through dependencies
I still have violent tendencies
I could sell my life to "People Magazine"

But I don′t care; I don't mind
Just leave me alone or leave me behind
I won't forget the way you let me down
But I′ve gone underground

So don′t come any closer
I might kick you in the nuts
Can't place your face
Can′t stand your band
I hate your guts


It's just like Andy Warhol said
Fifteen minutes and a kick in the head
I hope you don′t want sympathy from me
There was I time I worshipped you
But now I scrape you off my shoe
I guess that's just the way it′s meant to be

And you didn't care, so don't pretend
′Cause you weren′t there; you weren't my friend
In the end my only friend′s a loaded gun
And I hate everyone

So don't come any closer
I might kick you in the nuts
Can′t place your face
Can't stand your band
I hate your guts

Don′t come any closer
Don't come any closer
Don't come any closer
Don′t come any closer to me