[Originally by The Misfits] We walk the streets at night We go where eagles dare They pick up every movement They pick up every loser With jaded eyes and features You think they really care [x2] I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch You better think about it baby [x2], baby An omelet of disease awaits your noontime meal Her mouth of germicide seducing all your glands [x2] I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch You better think about it baby [x2], baby Let's test your threshold of pain and let's see how long you last That's happened in your rape and on bosoms of your past With jaded eyes and features You think they really care Let's go where eagles dare, we'll go where eagles dare [x4] I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch You better think about it baby [x4], baby