Iggy Pop - Eggs On Plate Lyrics
Pop/kralOh lord I got eggs on my plateI got em damn rightI got four walls I live hereHey I live hereNow this big jew-man uptownHe told me one dayHe said, heh boyYou look at that house on the hillThat cost a hundred thousand dollarsYou could be up thereYou know what?Ill put you on the hit paradeEverybody will know your nameIggyyyyyBut man heh solomonWho does my name belong to then?What have I got? four wallsWhat have I got? four wallsI thank you lordI thank you lord above this orange carpetAnd the ceiling above itWho left murph the surf on my ceiling?IggyyyyyyyyyyyyNow here we go boysHahahahahah a ah hahahaha!Four walls four wallsHere I goIm looking for love againIm looking for loveIm runnin from friend to friendIm looking for love in the wineIm looking for loveIn anybody I can findThank you godFor these four walls I loveBut are they secure?Heh god! are you above?Then tell me who let that *****ing door half open?Oh lord I got somethingIll tell you what I got, boys, I got thisFour walls, three walls,Two walls, four wallsBut they cant talk four wallsBut they cant talk four wallsBut they cant talk four wallsBut if they could talk what would they say?Theyd say heh nash the slashWhy did you leave your sticker on myForty-two dollar and fifty cent suiteIn james deans head bed?
