White Trash Circus

[Written By Sixx / Mars / Michael / Ashba / Frederiksen] I opened up the bottle and I fell out of bed I couldn't find the floor until it hit me in the head I did a little powder off the bathroom sink It's been about a month something's starting to stink Me and the band we are starting to fight Cause if we got along it just wouldn't feel right [Chorus:] We're the white trash circus...Don't give a damn We'll steal your girl whenever we can We're the drunken gods of the living dead We're the voice, we're the voice We're the voice in your head We're the trash, we're the trash We're the trash in your bed Been livin' on the road about a year and a half If we go another mile we're gonna kick each other's ass Someone's gonna quit or someone's gonna die And we don't give a shit because we're busy getting' high Another lawsuit and another arrest Wouldn't change a thing because we love it to death [Chorus] [Solo] We're the son's of the devil, were the blood on the stage You can love us you can hate us but we'll never go away... [Chorus]