She came all the way from Saint Petersburg   Wearing one of her too many leather drags   She comes on to me while I smoke my head goodbye      We hurry on to the Starlight Hotel   As she slowly puts her hands and surrounds my neck    When I turn around I see she was never there for me      Some days are better than others   When she screams out loud inside my cell   Some days are better than others   When there's no revolution to be found      Kiss my lonesome state of mind   Kiss my lonesome state of mind   Kiss my lonesome state of mind   Goodbye      Media evil USA   I'm gonna free my mind, I'm gonna free your mind   I'm gonna kiss your white wing American lie goodbye      Some days are better than others   When she screams out loud inside my cell   Some days are better than others   When there's no revolution to be found