[Originally by The Misfits]      We walk the streets at night   We go where eagles dare   They pick up every movement   They pick up every loser   With jaded eyes and features   You think they really care      [x2] I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch   You better think about it baby [x2], baby      An omelet of disease awaits your noontime meal   Her mouth of germicide seducing all your glands      [x2] I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch   You better think about it baby [x2], baby      Let's test your threshold of pain and let's see how long you last   That's happened in your rape and on bosoms of your past   With jaded eyes and features   You think they really care   Let's go where eagles dare, we'll go where eagles dare      [x4] I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch   You better think about it baby [x4], baby