Nikki Sixx Sixx Sixx, 4-string maestro,
Crucified misfit of the American Dream;
The ritzy Whisky-a-Go-Go aficionado
Of runaways w/ rebellion to redeem.
Black hawk astir against the sky blue;
Bastard troubadour of candor askew;
The cavity of creativity;
Disciple of the Sunset Strip;
Prodigious poisoned apple trip
W/ enough adolescent angst
To make Manson cringe;
In 100mph remedial pandemonium;
Rhapsodic, narcotic as they come…
From lily to livewire;
poverty to empire.
The “King of Sleaze”
W/ debauchery on her knees.
But to be the king of the Hollywood obscene,
Down the insidious path of vice ye’ll tread,
Unshod, a motley martyr of morality shed
‘til every drug’s flowed from vein to head;
Destined to crash,
dumped blue in the trash,
But lo! Not even OD could keep Nikki dead!
And onward he goes in miraculous longevity,
A legend to be; flamboyant Frankenstein;
& the lascivious shiver up America’s modest spine.