Stakes are high with the backstage queen,
Nothing's for free ridin' my limousine,
Aim for the white you can't refuse
I'm a real bad news getting through to you,
You aim low aim low
Comes like rock-n-roll to you
And I'm sanctified today,
I relay on electric dreams
And you lay your eyes on me
Twenty four seven yeah!
I'm a crucified machine,
It ain't no sacrifice
As I race the rainbows end
Twenty four seven yeah!
Come undone and you trace my track,
Get your blow and paint the world in black,
Taste the cream but you can't embrace,
Get your load look for better days
You aim low aim low
Such a rock-n-roll disgrace,
I bleed for you twentyfourseven yeah!