Texty: The Rolling Stones. Fight.

Gonna pulp you to a mass of bruises
'Cause that's what you're lookin' for
There a hole where your nose used to be
Gonna kick ya out my door

Gotta get into a fight
Can't get out if it
Gotta get into a fight
Gonna blow you to a million pieces

Blow you sky high, I don't care
Splatter matter on the bloody ceiling
Blow the building right into the air

Gotta get into a fight
Can't get out of it
Gotta get into a fight
Gonna put the boot in
Gotta get into a fight
Yeah, watch me now

What I want is power more power
What I need is an innocent life
Wanna do it in the broad daylight
I'm the truck, I'm the suicide

Gotta get into a fight
Can't get out of it
Wanna get into a fight
Gonna get away with it
Gotta get into a fight
Watch me, watch me now

It's all for the greater glory
It's all for a Saturday night
There's a hole where your face used to be
I got you in my telescope sight