Текст песни — Bad Place Alone — Alice Cooper

I&#39-m a creature of the street

And I rip off all the money

I was kicked in the teeth

Shoved face first through a window

I got a gangland name

And a teardrop tattooed eye

They call me Little Caesar in the brotherhood

of crime

I know about the pain

Dyin&#39- in an alley with an

air-conditioned brain

I know, it&#39-s for real

Flatlined in an ambulance

Without a pulse to feel

Hey blood brother, you&#39-re one of our own

You&#39-re as sharp as a razor

And as hard as a stone

Hey blood brother, you&#39-re bad to the bone

You&#39-re a natural killer

In a bad place alone

They call me Smoky Joe

And I&#39-m as thin as a coroner&#39-s needle

I got a pocket full of rocks

Man, I shake like a cold chihuahua

I got a runny nose

And a road map on my arm

I blew my gig pokin&#39- &#39-round the gallery

With someone else&#39-s rig

I know, I understand

I watch my body hauled off

By the local garbage man

Hey blood brother, you&#39-re one of our own

You&#39-re as sharp as a razorСлова песни — Bad Place Alone — Alice Cooper