Text: Iggy Pop. Kill City.

Well, I live here in Kil City where the debris meets the sea
I live here in Kil City where the debris meets the sea
It's a playground for the rich but it's a loaded gun to me

Well, I'm sick of keeping quiet and I am the wild boy
I'm sick of keeping quiet and I am the wild boy
But if I have to die here first, I'm gonna make some noise

Give it up, turn the boy loose
Give it up, turn the boy loose
Give it up, turn the boy loose
Turn that boy loose

Yeah, the scene is fascination, man and everything's for free
The scene is fascination, man and everything's for free
Until you wind up in some bathroom overdosed and on your knees

Give it up, turn the boy loose
Give it up, turn the boy loose
Give it up, turn the boy loose

Give it up, turn the boy loose
Give it up, turn the boy loose
Give it up, turn the boy loose

Give it up, turn the boy loose
Give it up, turn the boy loose
Give it up, turn the boy loose