Gate Crashers
Henry Rollins
You wanna die before you get old
Your red hot temper has grown cold
You guard the scene you struggle to own
You think it's a restricted zone
Been around so long you don't know your name
Your head is swollen with all that fame
Been around so long you don't know your name
Your head is swollen with all that fame
You guard the scene you struggle to own
You think it's a restricted zone
Your loving fans are growing few
With tunes so old, they're sick of you
Your hairs too long and so's your set
You won't be too hard to forget
You wanna die before you get old
Your red hot temper has grown cold
You guard the scene you struggle to own
You think it's a restricted zone