Texty: Dead Moon. 54/40 Or Fight.

I've got a train drivin' through my head
Got a fever burnin' in my bed
If my telephone's ringin', somebody's dead on the line
I'm gettin' mad I'm gettin' pissed
I can't handle much more of this
Everybody sets me off, man, I'm walkin' on ice
I need something strong to pull me through
I've got to find a way to kick these blues
It's that cold in the night and I've got blood in my eyes
I say 54/40 or fight

I've go a queesy feelin' in my guts
Can't you see that I've had enough
Everybody sets me off, man, I'm over the edge
I've got a time-bomb tickin' inside
Fire burnin' in my eyes
No where to hide and no where to turn
I've got a needle deep down in my soul
I've got nerves goin' out of control

My adrenalin's pumpin' and I-m ready to burst
I say 54/40 or fight

I've got a rocket trail in my mind
I've got a feelin' that I haven't much time
I've got a time-bomb tickin' with nowhere to turn
Now these restraints that you're puttin' on me
The dealin' with society
This - the final approach, is my cause for alarm
So don't tell me what I was before
Or expect me to be something more
I'm on the defense and I'm over the line
I say 54/40 or fight