L.A. Guns Big House
Psychotic Neurotic Alcoholic You might call me imbecilic I'm dirty I'm so mean Like no other you've ever seen I'll take down the other side A place where you can meet and hide I'll take you down the darker way To a game - a game that I play And what you see is what you get A wicked man with no regrets I get whatever I want You won't forget Goin' back to the Big House Goin' back - back inside Pathetic, rejected, full of doom Some people call me Mr. Gloom I sold my soul - sold my soul When I went down the fire hole I'll take you down, down with me A nice place for you to be I'll take you down to my home I'll leave you there to die alone And what you see is what you get A wicked man with no regrets I get whatever I want You won't forget Goin' back to the Big House Goin' back - back inside Goin' back to the Big House Goin' back inside Goin' back to the Big House Goin' back inside - back inside Goin' back to the Big House Goin' back - back inside
