[Originally by The Misfits]
    We walk the streets at night
  We go where eagles dare
  They pick up every movement
  They pick up every loser
  With jaded eyes and features
  You think they really care
    [x2] I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch
  You better think about it baby [x2], baby
    An omelet of disease awaits your noontime meal
  Her mouth of germicide seducing all your glands
    [x2] I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch
  You better think about it baby [x2], baby
    Let's test your threshold of pain and let's see how long you last
  That's happened in your rape and on bosoms of your past
  With jaded eyes and features
  You think they really care
  Let's go where eagles dare, we'll go where eagles dare
    [x4] I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch
  You better think about it baby [x4], baby