Lyrics The Stooges

The Stooges

My Idea of Fun

Attention thrills and then it kills

They make you king then make you ill

'Til you're alone, dead on your throne

So my idea of fun

Is killing everyone

My idea of fun

Is killing everyone

My idea of fun

Is killing everyone

Now is the season for war with no reason

Now is the season for war with no reason

They break your skin when you're a kid

They steal your soul and keep it hid

And that is why I hate mankind

'Cause my idea of fun

Is killing everyone

My idea of fun

Is killing everyone

My idea of fun

Is killing everyone

My idea of fun is killing everyone

My idea of fun is killing everyone

My idea of fun

My idea of fun is killing everyone

My idea of fun is killing everyone

My idea of fun