The Dirt (Est. 1981)

The sex, the cash, the fame
Living out a life you can’t deny
The drugs, the lies, the pain
Will never get enough to satisfy
They never found a way to break us down
That’s why we’re still around
Gimme the dirt
Just gimme the dirt
Just gimme what I want 'til it hurts
Just gimme the dirt
Gimme the dirt
Let’s take it to the top and watch it burn, yeah…
The fight, the hate, the game
Not afraid to stab you from behind
The years, the months, the days
Never gave a fuck about the time
They never found a way to break us down
That’s why we’re still around
Gimme the dirt
Just gimme the dirt
Just gimme what I want 'til it hurts
Just gimme the dirt
Gimme the dirt
Let’s take it to the top and watch it burn, burn, burn… wow
More sex, more tats, more blood, more pain
More threats, more theft, torn jeans, cocaine
Midnight ride down the Sunset Strip
New bike with the plate read the 666
Give me more sex, more tats, more blood, more pain
More threats, more theft, torn jeans, cocaine
More pretty strippers with the big red lips
Making big tips, showing off the nice big tits, ha
Gimme the dirt
Just gimme the dirt
Just gimme what I want 'til it hurts
Gimme the dirt
Just gimme the dirt
Just gimme what I want 'til it hurts
Just gimme the dirt
Gimme the dirt
Let’s take it to the top and watch it burn
Give me more sex, more tats, more blood, more pain
More threats, more theft, torn jeans, cocaine
More pretty strippers with the big red lips
Making big tips, showing off the nice big tits, ha