{Written by The Germs} I'm Darby Crash. a social blast. Chaotic master.... I'm Darby Crash. I'm your own, the young smack. Getting faster, I'm Darby Crash. A one-way match.... demonic flasher. Deep, deep, deep in my eyes. It's a round, round, round cirlce of lives. It's a tame, tame, tame sort of world where you're caught, bought, taught as it twirls. I'm Darby Crash, a social blast. Chaotic master, I'm Darby Crash. Your Mecca's gash, prophetic stature; I'm Darby Crash. A one way match, demonic flasher. Deep, deep, deep in his eyes. It's a round, round, round cirlce of lives. It's a tame, tame, tame sort of world where you're caught, bought, taught as it twirls. She's Darby Crash, as social blast. Chaotic master.... Snap, crackle, pop. In here. Snap, crackle pop. Out there.
