YOUR WAYS
Standing on the edge of town and I got no place to go
I've been drinking all night, got into a fight
and I'm feelin' rather low
Fake plastic rats come out, try to judge me for who I am
But I don't mind if I go to hell
Baby, I don't give a damn

You got your ways
I've got my right
You had your days
You're in a fight

Feelings of a maniac are getting closer day by day
You try to run and you try to hide
You are waiting for better days
So let the game begin, it's time to spin the wheel
Put a rope 'round my neck and tighten the noose
And don't ask me how I feel
YOUR WAYS
WELCOME TO THE SHOW
TONIGHT THE BAR IS OURS
RIOT 2000
IF THE KIDS ARE THE FUTURE
UPPERCLASS LOSER
PRIDE
PRIMITIVE MAN
THE PIGS
SICK OF IT
SIDE BY SIDE