Letras de L.A. Guns



Big House - L.A. Guns



Psychotic

neurotic

alcoholic

you might call me imbecilic

i'm dirty i'm so mean

like no other you've ever seen

i'll take down the other side

a place where you can meet and hide

i'll take you down the darker way

to a game - a game that i play

and what you see is what you get

a wicked man with no regrets

i get whatever i want

you won't forget

goin' back to the big house

goin' back - back inside

pathetic, rejected, full of doom

some people call me mr. gloom

i sold my soul - sold my soul

when i went down the fire hole

i'll take you down, down with me

a nice place for you to be

i'll take you down to my home

i'll leave you there to die alone

and what you see is what you get

a wicked man with no regrets

i get whatever i want

you won't forget

goin' back to the big house

goin' back - back inside

goin' back to the big house

goin' back inside

goin' back to the big house

goin' back inside - back inside

goin' back to the big house

goin' back - back inside