L.A. Guns: "Big House" Lyrics

Psychotic

 Neurotic

 Alcoholic

 You might call me imbecilic

 I'm dirty I'm so mean

 Like no other you've ever seen

 I'll take down the other side

 A place where you can meet and hide

 I'll take you down the darker way

 To a game - a game that I play

 And what you see is what you get

 A wicked man with no regrets

 I get whatever I want

 You won't forget

 Goin' back to the Big House

 Goin' back - back inside

 Pathetic, rejected, full of doom

 Some people call me Mr. Gloom

 I sold my soul - sold my soul

 When I went down the fire hole

 I'll take you down, down with me

 A nice place for you to be

 I'll take you down to my home

 I'll leave you there to die alone

 And what you see is what you get

 A wicked man with no regrets

 I get whatever I want

 You won't forget

 Goin' back to the Big House

 Goin' back - back inside

 Goin' back to the Big House

 Goin' back inside

 Goin' back to the Big House

 Goin' back inside - back inside

 Goin' back to the Big House

 Goin' back - back inside