I heard you were a fighter   I saw you in the street   Your friends were all around you   They follow you like sheep   A night of blue jean over   Upon a concrete throne   you're a two bit punk from nowhere   Afraid to stand alone      chorus:   Looking for trouble, finding it easy   Looking for trouble for the rest of your life   Looking for trouble, ready to gamble   Looking for trouble, yeah      Another stripped down Chevy   Is sitting up on blocks   It only took a minute   And now the money talks, oh   Yeah, money talks      chorus:      Your rat has got your number   The cops are on your case   Your life's in constant danger   You're head will win the race   I know that I can save you   You told me that you cared   Don't wanna see those handcuffs on you, no      chorus: x2