Kick It - Peaches, Iggy Pop

How do you do that cool dance?

Baby don’t split those hot pants

I got these moves that we can do to and sing

I don’t look too good in pink

I used to slash myself up

I like to play it tough

Cuts, bruises, blood oozes, bones breaking rough

You gotta handle that stuff

Yeah, yeah, tear it up, rip it up, kick it up

Yeah, yeah, tear it up, rip it up, kick it up

Yeah, yeah, kick it, kick it, kick it

I wanna be your cat

…Screw that!

I’m not sixteen but I got leather boots and suede

Ah, go fuck your pain away

I heard you like kinky shit

That just depends who I’m with

What is it S&M or some kind of toy?

Like you said search and destroy

Some people don’t like my crotch

Because it’s got fuzzy spots

But if you play moses you need burning bush baby

And that is just what I’ve got

Yeah, yeah, tear it up, rip it up, kick it up

Yeah, yeah, tear it up, rip it up, kick it up

Yeah, yeah, tear it up, rip it up, kick it up

Yeah, yeah, kick it, kick it, kick it

And if you leave there with sin

Escape the city I’m in

Come on a knocking where its rocking non-stop

And make your way to Berlin