Out on your feet standing 8, standing 8 You can't look to me when you sealed your own fate It's one to four and you're halfway there I can tell from your
You get the head, the tail, the whole damn thing Well a swim with the sharks is like me I'll find them for three and catch them and kill them for ten
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Come on now, that's the way it's gotta, that's the way it's gotta That's the way it's gotta be, yeah That's the way it's gotta, that's the way it's gotta
They came Things, horrible things I know a man yeah His face is like plastic Stretch, smile, wide, it's elastic I know a girl She can fill up a room
Tokyo Vigilante #1 kills with his Mind not with a gun The rumor 'round town, that he Was all washed up But then he showed up And then he cleaned up Sharper
Neckbone or backbone, neckbone or back Neckbone or backbone, neckbone or back Neckbone or backbone, neckbone or back You got no fiction if you've got
Goddamn, even Superman shot himself Blew his mind couldn't save the wealth I said, maybe he read the Sunday paper Murder front page death and rape I
Here we go, yeah Red, the color the lines the road 225 the fearless explode Who burns rubber from coast to coast Supernova gets burned like toast Gasoline
20 miles to Texas, 25 to Hell Where the weather's hotter, yeah, like I'd never tell Spend most of my days doing nothing but no good Seems like I was
a world in distress It sounds like the speaker's broken It sounds like a fire It sounds like OK, OK It sounds like a riot Mega!! Kung fu radio It sounds
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20 miles to Texas, 25 to Hell Where the weather's hotter I could never tell Spend most of my days doing nothing but no good Seems like I was born to
Wait a minute Let's be friends, come on Come on Let's be friends Don't listen to them Shut the hell up
Red, the color the lines the road 225 the fearless explode Who burns rubber from coast to coast supernova gets burned like toast Gasoline blood fire
Goddamn, even Superman shot himself Blew his mind couldn't save the wealth Maybe he read the Sunday paper Murder front page death and rape I can't see