Well, I live here in Kill City
Where the debris meets the sea
I live here in Kill City
Where the debris meets the sea
It's a playground to the rich
But it's a loaded gun to me
Well, I'm sick a lil' keeping quiet
And I am the wild boys
I'm sick of keeping quiet
And I am the wild boys
If I have to die here first
I'm gonna make some noise
Give it up, turn the boy loose
Give it up, turn the boy loose
Give it up, turn the boy loose
Give it up, turn the boy loose
Well, the scene is fascination
Man and everything is for free
The scene is fascination
Man and everything's for free
'Til you wind up in some bathroom
Overdosed and on your knees
Give it up, turn the boy loose
Give it up, turn the boy loose
Give it up, turn the boy loose
Give it up, turn the boy loose
Give it up, turn the boy loose
Give it up, turn the boy loose
Give it up, turn the boy loose
Give it up, turn the boy loose