Sanoja: Warrior Soul. Space Age Playboys. Rotton Soul.

Hey hey we`re from New York City
Down town where the life is kill
Nobody`s gonna pick you up
`Cos they`re kicking you down ta hell
We live in a perma-crisis
Hope the landlord leaves ya alone

Don`t bother goin` out anymore
`Cos I don`t like anyone
Where it comes from I don`t know
Just living here ya get a rot-rotten soul
Yeah it`s rock `n` roll
All the little kiddies are satiesfied
Livin` in the toilets, where they reside
Sittin` on the corner just gettin` reaction
Cuttin` all the deals just to get in the action
Where it comes from, I don`t know
Just livin` here you get a rot-rotten soul

I got a rotten soul
Gimme, gimme, gimme
New York City punk
I got a rotten soul

Pumped up out on the skids breakin` laws
That hold ya down
(Yeah whatcha gonna do)
No-one`s gonna pick you up
And save you from this town
(Yeah whatcha gonna do)
Twenty four hours around the clock
That`s the way you gotta play
(Yeah whatcha gonna do)
Never gonna get a break and I hope it stays the way
(Yeah whatcha gonna do)
Where it comes from I don`t know
Just living here you get a rot-rotten soul

I got a rotten soul
Yeah - rotten
I got a rotten soul

I`m sick of all the little babies
Just whining about their stupid lives
And all the cosmic millionaires
Tellin` us we`re gonna die
Hey Geffen, look at me
I`m rockin` every single night
Criticized and crucify me `cause
I`m ready for another fight
Where it comes from I don`t know
Just livin` here you get a rot-rotten soul
I got a rotten soul