The Angry Cry Of The Angry Pie - The Falcon

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 f**king hood

These are the nights that none of us will live to regret

Lying face down as the monkeys rain down

And she's one of the guys

Pounding that beat all night

And when the blood and all the makeup dries

You were first in line

Then join the daisy chain

I'm like a f**king 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 make up dries

You first in line

Did you know you're my motherf**king motherf**king hero

Ooh the wind beneath my wings is burnt and stale

Oooh aah aah

You want a piece of me

You want a piece of me

You want a piece of me

You want a piece around

You want a piece around

You want a piece of me

You want a piece around

You want a piece of me comeon