Acid drinkers - Primal Nature

A jailer gave birth to me

My mother was too frightened

Jack the ripped (a stroke of luck)

Stood godfather to me

And I lived with gorillas

My foul language didn't repel them

And my mates were hyenas

Because we were of a kind



Feel my primal nature

Feel my primal nature

Look in my barbaric mind



I studied with desperados

There really was no other way

I nomadized with the tribe

Whose chieftain was a sheer twirp

And I entered through the window

The place I left through the door

And I only slept with artists

Because we were of a kind



Feel my primal nature

Feel my primal nature

Look in my barbaric mind