Look out kids, I'm a motorcycle rider, freemason, skydiver
I've broken more bones than I can count
There's a monster in my pants and I'm letting it out
I gotta lotta cash and a murky past
Adrenaline Junkie that's what I am
If you don't wanna race don't come for the ride
I've been in every single band on the Lower East Side
Cut off my finger, sewed it right back on
Meet a girl, ten minutes we're gettin it on
I got it together, it's all in my grasp
Adrenaline Junkie and it's time for a nap
I thought I could over but her dads assistant DA
Judge gave me a paper said you better stay away
I make more money than I can spend
I get to band practice right before it ends
Grandpa fought in the second world war
It wasn't our side he was fighting for
My head is strong, but my brain's long gone
Adrenaline Junkie Mr. Rubbed Wrong
Shooting the waves
Danger's my N.A.
You know who I am?
I put my fist in your can
I win the race
I jump out of the plane
It's my life
And you are gonna be my next ex-wife