There's nothing new around
The song remains the same
Will I be full of %#@!

Before I go insane
Last night I heard about
The way you really feel

All broken promises
Bad luck at the fortune wheel


Sometimes I think about
The way that you behave
Sometimes I laugh at all

The love ones you betrayed
It's coming back for you
But I don't give a $#&@

Six days in Chucky's town
For every dick you sucked


Hands up on the wheel
As you are riding down the freeway now
The road is wide open the damage is done

A shoot through the head now you're on the run

A hundred miles an hour til you're dead

In Chucky's town you'll raise your ugly head
Well things are always easier said than done
In Chucky's town they'll shoot you just for fun


There's no place left to hide
It's such a drag all the time


Some people wanna go to heaven some to hell
It's just like Chucky says

"Well boy you never can tell"
There's nothing new around
The song remains the same

I will be full of %#@! and then I'll go insane

Because today when I came around

You were bursting out of Chucky's town
Hell on wheels
How does it feel?


A hundred miles an hour til you're dead
In Chucky's town you'll raise your ugly head

Well things are always easier said than done
In Chucky's town they'll shoot you just for fun