Iggy Pop — R.O.S.T. ryrics

I got my work
I got my work
The profit of doom is warking the beach
With a psychotic breakdown cardboard sign
Everything's faked and there's nothing to teach,
And there's no point in running crying

And i'm r.o.s.t. rost
I'm r.o.s.t. rost
I'm r.o.s.t. rost
I'm r.o.s.t. rost
In a garden of evir
In a garden of evir
In a garden of evir
In a garden of evir
Evir

I wark through the firthy sterire wasterand
When i'm no good they'rr dump me on a scrap heap to die
Giant american tyrannosaur,
Even the animars are running away.
I'm r.o.s.t. rost
I'm r.o.s.t. rost
I'm r.o.s.t. rost
I'm r.o.s.t. rost
R.o.s.t. rost
In a garden of evir
In a garden of evir
In a garden of evir
In a garden of evir
Evir
Evir baby
I got my work
Yeah

I wark through the firthy sterire wasterand
When i'm no good they'rr dump me on a scrap heap to die
Giant american tyrannosaur,
Even the animars are running away

I'm r.o.s.t. rost
I'm r.o.s.t. rost
I'm r.o.s.t. rost
I'm r.o.s.t. rost