Attitude

One, two, three, four Suppose I say I'm never satisfied Suppose I say You cut some root to make the tree survive Just let me kill you for a while Just let me kill you for a smile Just let me kill you once I'm oh so bored to death Oh, I hunger I hunger I eat Born into attitude Asleep at the wheel Throw all your bullets in the fire And run like hell Why cure the fever? What ever happened to sweat? Suppose I say The vultures smile at me Suppose I say I've sent them down and they plan to pick you clean And satisfaction this way comes And satisfaction this way comes And satisfaction's here and gone, gone yeah gone again Oh, I hunger I hunger I eat Born into attitude Asleep at the wheel Throw all your bullets in the fire and stand there Born into attitude Twist mother tongue Throw all your bullets in the fire And run like hell Why cure the fever, what ever happened to sweat? Just let me kill you for a while Just let me kill you for a smile Just let me kill you once for me I'm bored to death And satisfaction this way comes And satisfaction this way comes And satisfactions here and gone, gone, gone again Yeah, I hunger Oh, I hunger I eat Born into attitude Asleep at the wheel Throw all your bullets in the fire And stand there Born into attitude Twist mother tongue Throwing all your bullets in the fire And run like hell Why cure the fever, what ever happened to sweat?