you want a piece of me i m like a razor blade i m like a pound of blubber smothering a live grenade these are the days when the tv always stays on the show keeps running after the audience has all gone home i m like a vampire with this taste for blood without the makeup and the cape i m just a fucking hood these are the nights that none of us will live to forget lying face down as the monkeys rain down she s one of the guys pounding that beat all night when the blood and all the makeup dries you were first in line you want a piece of me then join the daisy chain i m like a fucking band leader for the hit parade i m cracked like a speaker and i speak like a cracker these are the trip wires and i m a loaded gun and you re the burning tires the burning fires the days have come i did not believe it til i smelled it then i had to see it she s one of the guys pounding that beat all night when the blood and all the makeup dries you were first in line did you know you re my motherfucking motherfucking hero the wind beneath my wings is burnt and stale you want a piece of me you want a piece of me you want a piece of me you want a piece of me well come one 