Lefty With A Switchblade
Written by J. Lee, A. Peck, B. Peck and A. Levy

Verse 1:
I'm stuck in my own world, but hey, at least they know me here.
I'm on a sinking ship my brain just don't know how to steer.
The voices in my head were telling me to jump the gun.
That guy was asking for it, officer, he set me up.

They shut me down, locked me up, called me loony tunes.
I start a fuss, won't give up till they turn me loose.
Bring on the dos-edge
I'll crush it up and smoke it.

Prechorus 2:
'Cause I know they know…

Chorus:
I'm lethal like a lefty with a switchblade - Uh huh
I'm pretty dangerous
A rabble-rousin' undercover hell dame. - Uh huh
Who doesn't give a fuck.

Verse 2:
I don't recall it, but I yelled "off with the doctor's head
These padded walls could use some color, yeah, I'm thinkin' red."
I caught the crazies here and I have come to the conclusion
I got a fever and the only cure is more confusion.

I've got a shiny shiny friend who'd like to meet ya.
No don't be shy, untie my coat, I'll introduce ya.
Promise to panic,
And I'll bring on the havoc.

Prechorus 2:
'Cause I know you know…

Chorus:
I'm lethal like a lefty with a switchblade - Uh huh
I'm pretty dangerous
A rabble-rousin' undercover hell dame. - Uh huh
Who doesn't give a fuck.

Bridge:
I'm lethal like a lefty with a switchblade.
Uh huh…uh huh uh
I'll hit you like a hundred cherry grenades
Hey, that's your cue to run!
-guitar solo-

Chorus:
I'm lethal like a lefty with a switchblade - Uh huh
I'm pretty dangerous
A rabble-rousin' undercover hell dame. - Uh huh
Who doesn't give a fuck.

Copyright © 2012 by J. Lee, A. Peck, B. Peck and A. Levy