Green Day — Baby Eyes Demo

Year of the rat, last of the litter Somebody shot the babysitter! They say my middle name is danger The kind you keep away from strangers I say woah! I'm out of control! Oh baby when i see your pretty face I say woah! God rest your living soul! 'cause baby, baby i was born to kill! I pulled the trigger from the shooting stars I am the motor in your crashing car! I am the cherub in the Arab spring I am the bullet in your magazine I say woah! I'm out of control! Oh baby when i see your pretty face I say woah! God rest your fucking soul! 'cause baby, baby eyes Oh baby eyes Well baby I was born to...kill!