Suicide Commando

She was my dark haired Lydia Of my suburban german dreams And he was the boy called James And it will all end up like the New York scene Too much drugs, too much pills And too much songs Suicide commando Suicide commando King Kong was a murderer But it was me I can't stand the scene at all You are hip and you are down You are hip and you are down Find a city, find a room And find a drug Suicide commando Suicide commando