Screwed Blued & Tattooed (1989)
Red Bullet
Amsterdam, The Netherlands

Turn it up!
Me 'n boys went out for a ride
Typical attitude, we almost [bad word]  out of the 7-Eleven
Oooh the road was blocked
She was a 747

Turn it on, turn around
You got me, spellbound

(When the brains go to the balls)
Nothin' can stop us, nothin' at all
(When the brains go to the balls)
Nothin' can stop us, nothin' at all

big fat biker tried to poke her
She said, no no no
you're just another joker
Put up or shut up, you're makin' me sick
Too much of your lipstick
There's too much on your dipstick

Turn it up, turn around
You got me down on to the ground

(When the brains go to the balls)
Nothin' can stop us, nothin' at all
(When the brains go to the balls)
Nothin' can stop us, nothin' at all
Baby don't stop me

Turn it up, turn around
You got me down on to the ground

(When the brains go to the balls)
Nothin' can stop us, nothin' at all
(When the brains go to the balls)
Nothin' can stop us, nothin' at all
Baby you can't stop me
(When the brains go to the balls)
Oh we're outta control, pack 'n roll
(When the brains go to the balls)
Nothin' can stop us, nothin' at all
You can't stop us, no
When the brains go to the balls

Tear it down boys