we walk the streets at night we go where eagles dare they pick up every movement they pick up every loser with jaded eyes and features you think they really care i ain t no goddamn son of a bitch you better think about it baby baby an omelet of disease awaits your noontime meal her mouth of germicide seducing all your glands i ain t no goddamn son of a bitch you better think about it baby baby let s test your threshold of pain and let s see how long you last that s happened in your rape and on bosoms of your past with jaded eyes and features you think they really care let s go where eagles dare we ll go where eagles dare i ain t no goddamn son of a bitch you better think about it baby baby