Blood On Your Cool - Iggy Pop, The Trolls

Sun shinin' on my Rolls

Why living I don’t know

Two-thirds habitual

One-third is ritual

How cool are the songs i sing

How cool is anything

Good sex good shit good sleep

I’m spyin'

That check was pretty big

I’ll spend it pretty quick

My body’s pretty shot

I’m dyin'

Everyday is a duel with the fool with the blood on your cool

Every night is a hee hawing mule when there’s blood on your cool

Everyone that you meet is a ghoul when there’s blood on your cool

Cruelty will be your school when there’s blood on your cool

Blood of the cool

That check was pretty big

Grab hold and then grab more

Didn’t have to look too far

I learned this from rock stars

Soul fights against the beast

Beast has a world for feed

A world of cruelty

Doesn’t do shit for free

Birds singing I am sad

Soul leaves but I’m not mad

Oh, fuck it, yes I am

It’s either me or them

Sun up, big see is blue

Not working how 'bout you?

Don’t even fight the weather

That makes me feel better

Wide moon of memory

Big voice inside of me

Short time to live and die

Quick fading live of lies

I think about it when i get old

Payment for being bold

Might be a crown but still

I might get a fucking bill