Interpret:

Alice Cooper

Album:

Alice Cooper Goes to Hell

Just tried to have fun
Raised Hell and then some
I'm a dirt- talking , beer- drinking, woman- chasing minister's son
Slap on the make-up
And blast out the music
Wake up the neighbors with a roar like a teenage heavy metal elephant gun
If you call that guilty then that's what I am
I'm guilty
I'm guilty
Like driving too fast
Love going too far


It seems the law's on my ass everytime I stick it out of the door
If you call that guilty then that's what I am
I'm guilty
I'm guilty


Bad boy on a summer night
When the heat makes me mean and I wanna fight
With my pedal on the metal
And I do what I want to do
Bad girls make me feel all right
When it's hot and they start screaming in the night
Golly gee, it's wrong be so guilty


I'm guilty
Guilty
I'm guilty


My conscience is on vacation in acute degeneration
Willpower has sunk to an all-time low
If you call that guilty well I guess I am


I'm guilty
I'm guilty
If you call this guilty then that's what I am
I'm guilty, I'm guilty, I'm guilty, I'm guilty
I'm guilty, I'm guilty, I'm guilty, I'm guilty
Well, I'm guilty
Yeah, I'm guilty
I don't care
I'm guilty
I think I have been framed anyway
They said I'm guilty
I'm guilty
They're guilty and everyone is guilty