We rolling? (No, no, no)
Rolling? (No, no)
Rolling? (Okay, wait, no, not rolling yet)
Rolling?

What are you doing?
No, we're recording a fucking album
Get the fuck outta here or sit down
(Sit down, Aaron)
Well, if you don’t like it, then please leave, now
Man, nobody fucking stops a take of The Cramps in the fucking studio
Now get outta here
I mean it, get the fuck out
Can't stand here doing this fucking shit all night (All night? I just got here)
Get outta here
(Come on, Aaron)
I don't want nobody in here fucking fucking me up
Hey, this is costing me eighty bucks an hour, please leave
Oh, Jesus
I’m so fucking sick of hearing about it, if anybody else feels [1:30 therapy ?]
[?] like to hear musicians doing anything
I am a musician and I ain't gonna do anything anybody else does
So please, let me have my studio to myself

I was a teenage werewolf
Braces on my fangs
I was a teenage werewolf
And no one even said thanks
And no one made me stop
I had a teen-land mind
I had to blow my top
And under teen full moon
No one could make me stop
No one could make me stop

A teenage werewolf
Parallel bars
A teenage girlfriend
Got a lot of scars
Somebody please make me stop, oh please

You know, I have puberty rights
And I have puberty wrongs
No one understood me
All my teeth were so long
And no one made me stop

A Midwest monster
Of the highest grade
All my teachers thought
Ooh, it was growing pain, oh, no, no
Oh, somebody stop this pain, oh