I Need Your Clothes, Your Boots, and Your Motorcycle - Austrian Death Machine

I need your clothes, your boots, your motorcycle

I need your clothes, your boots, your motorcycle

I just traveled back in time

And I showed up empty handed

Why don't you cut me a break

With those things that I demanded?

Don't you see how strong I am?

You best fulfill my request

Why would you try to stare me down

And put your cigar out on my chest?

I need your clothes, your boots, your motorcycle

I need your clothes, your boots, your motorcycle

Give me your clothes

Give me your boots

Give me your mo, mo, mo, mo, mo... your motorcycle

Now you'll be the one who's burning

With your hands on the cook top

If it was a different movie

I might have played a cop

Your friends can't save you now

I will just break their hands

I will ask one more time nicely

For you to meet my demands

Can't you see - don't you see how strong I am?

I am tough - you best fulfill my request

Why would you try to stare me down

And put your cigar out on my chest?

I need your clothes, your boots, your motorcycle

I need your clothes, your boots, your motorcycle