The Dirt (Est. 1981) - Mötley Crüe, Machine Gun Kelly

The sex, the cash, the fame

Living out a life you can’t deny

The drugs, the lies, the pain

Will never get enough to satisfy

They never found a way to break us down

That’s why we’re still around

Gimme the dirt

Just gimme the dirt

Just gimme what I want 'til it hurts

Just gimme the dirt

Gimme the dirt

Let’s take it to the top and watch it burn, yeah…

The fight, the hate, the game

Not afraid to stab you from behind

The years, the months, the days

Never gave a fuck about the time

They never found a way to break us down

That’s why we’re still around

Gimme the dirt

Just gimme the dirt

Just gimme what I want 'til it hurts

Just gimme the dirt

Gimme the dirt

Let’s take it to the top and watch it burn, burn, burn… wow

More sex, more tats, more blood, more pain

More threats, more theft, torn jeans, cocaine

Midnight ride down the Sunset Strip

New bike with the plate read the 666

Give me more sex, more tats, more blood, more pain

More threats, more theft, torn jeans, cocaine

More pretty strippers with the big red lips

Making big tips, showing off the nice big tits, ha

Gimme the dirt

Just gimme the dirt

Just gimme what I want 'til it hurts

Gimme the dirt

Just gimme the dirt

Just gimme what I want 'til it hurts

Just gimme the dirt

Gimme the dirt

Let’s take it to the top and watch it burn

Give me more sex, more tats, more blood, more pain

More threats, more theft, torn jeans, cocaine

More pretty strippers with the big red lips

Making big tips, showing off the nice big tits, ha