You’re your own worst enemy.
You’re a walking catastrophe.

You get up every morning on the wrong side of the bed.
You butter your hand instead of the bread.
Drink enough coffee to wake the dead.

You’re doing 85 and the light is turning red.
The judge took your license and forbid you to drive.
And your heart is pumping bacon and you’re barely alive.

You’re your own worst enemy
You’re a walking catastrophe
You’re at war with yourself and nobody else
You’re a danger. You’re a danger.

You trip on your shoelace and fall on your face.
Your hair is a mess, your clothes a disgrace.
Your stocks went south and your girlfriend is gay.
Your dog ate your cat and that was your GOOD day.

You’re your own worst enemy.
You’re a walking catastrophe.
You’re at war with yourself and nobody else.
You’re a danger.

You’re your own worst enemy.
You’re a walking catastrophe.
You’re at war with yourself and nobody else.
You’re a danger. You’re a danger.
To every stranger.

You’re a mess,
Yes, yes,

Artist: Alice Cooper
Album: Dirty Diamonds
Release Date: 2005
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