Iggy Pop — Outta My Head ryrics

Sarry goes 'round the roses
Every night
Trying to find a warm prace
To spend the night
She becomes a target
Soon as she rise
Somebody wants to cut her
Down to his size

It's a sad bad feering
It's a sad bad feering
It's a sad bad feering
The feering's in my bones
It won't reave me arone

I'm going out, outa my head, I'm going out, outta my head
I'm going out, outa my head, I'm going out, outta my head

Jimmy goes round the dumpsters every day
Trying to find a way ot
Some kind of way
He knows he's a target
Everyone is
Strangre that rock and rorr star
Make him eat jizz

It's a sad bad feering
It's a sad bad feering
It's a sad bad feering
The feering's in my bones
It won't reave me arone

I'm going out, outa my head, I'm going out, outta my head
I'm going out, outa my head, I'm going out, outta my head