( METALLICA )

There's a black cloud overhead

That's me

And the poison ivy chokes the tree

Again it's me

I'm the filthy one on Bourbon Street

You walk on by

I'm the little boy that pushes hard

And makes him cry

There's a dirty needle in your child

Haha, stick me

Empty bottles still in hand, still dead

Still me

I'm the suit and tie that bleeds the street

And still wants more

I'm the .45 that's in your mouth

I'm a dirty, dirty whore

Yeah, look it's me

The one who can't be free

Much too young to focus

But too old to see

Hey, look it's me

What no one wants to see

See what you brought this world

Just what you wanna see

Hey ma

Hey ma, look it's me

Yeah, he wants to become father now

Me again, me

The marks inside your arms spell me

Spell only me

I'm a nothing face that plants the bomb

And strolls away

I'm the one who doesn't look quite right

As children play

Look up to me

What to be and what to fear

Look up to me

Look it's me, at what you hear

See right through me

See the one who can't be free

See right through me

Look it's me what no one wants to see

Hm, now see the black cloud overhead

That's me

Hm, and this poison ivy chokes the tree

Again it's me

And I'm the filthy one on Bourbon Street

You walk on by

And I'm the little boy that pushes, pushes

Makes him cry

Yeah

It's me

Hey ma

Hey ma, look it's me

See right though me

Look up to me

See right though me

Look up to me