My Idea of Fun — The Stooges

Attention thrills, and then it kills They make you king, and make you ill 'Til you're alone, dead on your throne

So my idea of fun Is killing everyone My idea of fun Is killing everyone My idea of fun Is killing everyone

Now is the season for war with no reason Now is the season for war with no reason

They break your skin, when you're a kid They steal your soul, and keep it hid And that is why, I hate mankind

'Cause my idea of fun Is killing everyone My idea of fun Is killing everyone My idea of fun Is killing everyone

My idea of fun is killing everyone My idea of fun is killing everyone My idea of fun

My idea of fun is killing everyone My idea of fun is killing everyone My idea of fun