I was lying in a coma
By the side of some damn road
My fucking heart was pounding
Like I thought it would explode
I had no protection
No family
No friends
I had nothing really
But a will to make this end
Go for the throat
Go for the throat
Go for the throat
Go for the throat
I'm fucked up
I'm so fucked up
It isn't very nice
What I do to make end's meet
It isn't very pretty when you hate
The folks you meet
It's a shame to feel hurt and angry everyday
It's a shame to take it out
On whoever's in the way
Go for the throat
I'm fucked up
Go for the throat
I'm fucked up
Go for the throat
I'm fucked up
Go for the throat
I'm fucked up
Man I'm so fucked up
I'm fucked up
I'm fucked up
I'm fucked up
I'm fucked up
Man I'm so fucked up
Poor little girl
I hurt her really bad
I haven't been the same since I lost my mom and dad
Where is the justice ?
Well I really don't know
When everybody is singing
Like a fucking so and so
Go for the throat
I'm fucked up
Go for the throat
I'm fucked up
Go for the throat
I'm fucked up
Go for the throat
I'm fucked up
Yeah I'm so fucked up
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
They took away my freedom
They took away my games
They took away my innocence
And gave me shitty fame
There's nothing left to stop me
There's nothing left to feel
There's nothing left inside me
But a low down dirty deal
Go for the throat
Go for the throat
Go for the throat
I'm fucked up baby
Go for the throat
I'm fucked up baby
I'm so fucked up baby
I'm so fucked up
Oh I'm fucked up
I'm so fucked up
Oh I'm fucked up
I'm so fucked up
Oh I'm fucked up
Go for the throat

Writer : IGGY POP, WHITEY KIRST, PETE MARSHALL, WHITEY KIRST
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