Dirty Little Magazine
i shot it in my veins
i wrote it on the wall
i danced on your grave
and man i had a ball
i slept in way past noon today
the sun was going down
you see the night comes way too soon
in this god-forsaken town
so dream me up a fantasy
my secret centerfold
my dirty little magazine
my fuckin' rock n roll
i smoked up all my cigarettes
and listened to a saint
i play my cards close to my vest
the son of god i ain't
the city's waking up today
with nothing in her pocket
except that match and rich propane
oh please don't try to stop it
so dream me up a fantasy
my secret centerfold
my dirty little magazine
my fuckin' rock n roll
