Letras
(And they can, they can tell us we're crazy)
(And we can say, well you haven't seen anything yet)
I consider them all expendable
This cult of superstars, yeah, they come and they go
The skull of the horse, a virgin with wings
The faithful always cheer as you spit on the king, yeah
Rama-lama, rama-lama-loo
Rama-lama, rama-lama-loo
My name is Sleazy Rider, man
High above the Earth in a garbage can
My name is Sleazy Rider, man
An outer space motherfucking boogeyman
And I keep on rolling (c'mon)
Rollin' all night long (everybody)
And I keep on rolling (yeah)
Rollin' all night long (here we go)
I consider them all irrational
Suckin' off a God who wants it all
A bloated body, an aged witch
Strippin' for the camera like a son of a bitch, yeah
Rama-lama, rama-lama-loo
Rama-lama, rama-lama-loo
My name is Sleazy Rider, man
High above the Earth in a garbage can
My name is Sleazy Rider, man
An outer space motherfucking boogeyman
Come on, my name is Sleazy Rider, man
High above the Earth in a garbage can
My name is Sleazy Rider, man
An outer space motherfucking boogeyman
(Because there are things that are more beautiful)