idea of fun Is killing everyone My idea of fun is killing everyone My idea of fun is killing everyone My idea of fun My idea of fun is killing everyone
There's a brand new dance But I don't know its name That people from bad homes Do again and again It's big and it's bland Full of tension and fear They
fun my babe, no fun, no fun my babe, no fun No fun to hang around, feelin' that same old way No fun to hang around, freaked out for another day No fun
Vertaling: The Stooges. No Fun.
Vertaling: The Stooges. My Idea Of Fun.
Ooh, I been dirt And I don't care Ooh, I been dirt And I don't care Cause I'm burning inside I'm just a yearning inside And I'm the fire o' life Ooh
Huh! down on the street where the faces shine. floatin' around i'm a real low mind. see a pretty thing - ain't no wall. see a pretty thing - ain't no
Out of my mind on Saturday night 1970 rollin' in sight Radio burnin' up above Beautiful baby, feed my love All night till I blow away All night till
whoop-de pretty things. shinin' in your freedom come and be my rings. hold me tight -- callin' from the fun house. hold me tight -- callin' from the fun
Now look out I took a record of pretty music I went down and baby you can tell I took a record of pretty music Now I'm putting it to you straight from
fun No fun my babe no fun No fun to hang around Feeling that same old way No fun to hang around Freaked out for another day No fun my babe no fun No fun
Lord See that cat Yeah I do mean you See that cat Yeah I do mean you She got a TV eye on me She got a TV eye She got a TV eye on me, oh See that cat
