Black Mamba

we've got one chance to break out and we need it now cause i'm sick and tired of waiting sick of this fucking apartment love me or leave me or rip me apart this is the voice that i was given and if you don't like it take a long walk off of the shortest pier you can find and i'll be singing it out i'll be singing... oh, Mr. Magazine i never wrote one single thing for you or your so-called music scene you don't mean a thing to me pick it up, pick it up, it's what you wanted. pick it up, pick it up, and you need it too. pick it up, pick it up, it's what you wanted.