I can't tell if I'm eggs or bacon
I'm all greased up, and my legs are shaking
I'm looking for a fight 'cause my heart is breaking
I'm a misfittin', fist fightin' bowl of lightnin' coming down the road
I'm coming down the road

Up all night 'cause my ears were burning
I couldn't get right 'cause the gears were turning
Everything's shite when your heart is hurting
I'm a misfittin', fist fightin' bowl of lightnin' coming down the road
I'm coming down the road

I've got no time for a fair-weather friend
A one track mind looking for my revenge
You crossed that line, don't you even pretend
If I let you off the hook, you're gonna do it again

I make my bread, I'm a working man
I shave my head, I don't give a damn
I'll make you dead like the Son of Sam
I'm a misfittin', fist fightin', bowl of lightnin' coming down the road
I'm coming down the road

I'm coming down the road
I'm coming to get ya
I'm coming down the road
I'm coming to get ya
I'm coming down the road