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Alice Cooper, you have been accused Of mass mental cruelty How do you plead guilty? Don't wanna be clean Don't wanna be nice The whip's gonna crack My leather is black and so are my eyes I'm gonna be rough I'm gonna be mean I'm here to the end, my sick little friend I'm back in your dreams You can take my head and cut it off But you ain't gonna change my mind If you don't like it you can lock me up Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh If you don't like it you can lock me up Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh Cover your eyes or cover your head You'll never know what hit you 'til you're covered in red Screaming bloody murder 'til the barricades bend Sweatin' in the fog 'til the end It's gotta be loud I want it to roar I want it to blow everyone at the show Right off of the floor I'm in for the kill I'm back with a rage I want them to write the paper each night How I bloodied the stage If you don't like it you can lock me up Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh If you don't like it you can lock me up Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, lock me up or shut up Cover your eyes or cover your head You'll never know what hit you 'til you're covered in red Screaming bloody murder 'til the barricades bend Sweatin' in the lights 'til the end If you don't like it you can lock me up Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh If you don't like it you can lock me up Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh If you don't like it you can lock me up Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh If you don't like it you can lock me up Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, real sick