Austrian Death Machine
Текст песни I Need Your Clothes, Boots, And Your Motorcycle

I need your clothes, your boots, your motorcycle
I need your clothes, your boots, your motorcycle

I just traveled back in time
And I showed up empty handed
Why don't you cut me a break
With those things that I demanded?

Don't you see how strong I am?
You best fulfill my request
Why would you try to stare me down
And put your cigar out on my chest?

I need your clothes, your boots, your motorcycle
I need your clothes, your boots, your motorcycle

Give me your clothes
Give me your boots
Give me your mo, mo, mo, mo, mo... your motorcycle

Now you'll be the one who's burning
With your hands on the cook top
If it was a different movie
I might have played a cop
Your friends can't save you now
I will just break their hands
I will ask one more time nicely
For you to meet my demands

Can't you see - don't you see how strong I am?
I am tough - you best fulfill my request
Why would you try to stare me down
And put your cigar out on my chest?

I need your clothes, your boots, your motorcycle
I need your clothes, your boots, your motorcycle