Poor Born

Ladies and gentlemen, coming, this is coming from a true fan
Of really the only superstars in Poland, ladies and gentlemen
A big round of applause, share with them the warm sounds of your hands
Scream and shout, yell and jump up and down for the one, the only Dead Moon

I was poor born out in tin town
I'd sing along with Jerry Lee records
Tryna get my moves down
I was skinny, I was big-nosed
The only thing I had on my mind
Was tryna do the please don't

I'm pissed off, pissed off, pissed off
It's just the way I am

I was wasted, I was dumb-struck
I'd wake up in the bottom of something
Being loaded in a dump truck
I was so gone, I was dead-eyed
Screaming at the top of my lungs since 1965

I'm pissed off, pissed off, pissed off
It's just the way I am

I've been rocked out, I can't cool down
I've got a woman who still makes me crazy
With the shake of her nightgown
I get nervous, I ain't been broken
I'm still churning and burning inside
I can't stop smokin'

I'm pissed off, pissed off, pissed off
It's just the way I am

Thank you