[Originally by The Misfits] 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 [x2] I aint no goddamn son of a bitch You better think about it baby [x2], baby An omelet of disease awaits your noontime meal Her mouth of germicide seducing all your glands [x2] I aint no goddamn son of a bitch You better think about it baby [x2], baby Lets test your threshold of pain and lets see how long you last Thats happened in your rape and on bosoms of your past With jaded eyes and features You think they really care Lets go where eagles dare, well go where eagles dare [x4] I aint no goddamn son of a bitch You better think about it baby [x4], baby
goddamn, eagle, x2, baby, bitch