Motley Crue

I opened up a bottle and I fell out of bed
I couldn't find the floor until it hit me in the head
I did a little powred off the bathroom sink
It's been about a month and something's start to stink
Me and the band we are starting to fight
Cuz if we got along it just wouldn't feel right
(Chorus)
We're the white trash circus... Don't give a damn
We'll steal your girl whenever we can
We're the drunken god's of the living dead
We're the voice, we're the voice
We're the voice in your head