Alice Cooper - Grim Facts Lyrics
The boy's got problemsThe boy's got stressThe boys' a .38 hidden in his deskThe boy's got a chickieWith four months to goGrim Facts - every parent better knowThe girl's a deadly teaserWants to do a private showShe's got a hundred thousand fantasiesShe wants the band to knowShe likes to brush across my LevisShe likes to watch him growGrim Facts - every parent better knowGrim Facts - every parent better knowRed lightsGang fightsBrewing in the heatCop carsGay barsOn your precious streetThat ain't so neatSister's on the street nowLooking for some JoeOnly got about an hourTo pay for her new noseShe gets a hundred for her bodyA nickel for her soulThese are grim facts - every parent better knowGrim facts - every parent better knowRed lightsGang fightsBrewing in the heatCop carsGay barsOn your precious streetThat ain't so neatAnd I'm feeling itchyGot a fire down belowI'm a walkin' loaded time bombJust about to blowTries to slide inside my pocketsBut it's strictly SROGrim facts - every parent better knowGrim facts - every parent better knowRed lightsGang fightsBrewing in the heatCop carsGay barsOn your precious streetThat ain't so neatMmm Grim facts, you know, growing all the timeMmm Grim facts, real grim Yeah.
