Woorden:
T S O L Dance With Me

it in his eyes Drive down the street that he's on Don't look his way You keep going on and on and on But you can't hear him say Help Help Help Me Help

knew me Until they needed me That's when they called on the phone for me One life you give it to your country Somehow I knew they were lying to me I'm

Cry above the nameless grave But all that's there is motionless Angels sob with vermin's fangs A funeral dirge drifts slowly by Puppets they who come

wonder if I should be with you All you ever do is ignore me You never talk when your friends are around Too bitchen to see you with me Won't call won't

There are patterns in my mind Things are hidden to the world around me But still they say I'm blind Wrap me up in a web of lies Meet the man who's locked

: Dance with me my dear On a floor of bones and skulls The music is our master The devil controls our souls Swirling and swirling With the music all

', they think they got me But they'd try to crack me if they ever see a black me I thought I chose a field where they couldn't sack me If a nigga ain't

't quit with the heat so sick Como fuego, fuego So [Incomprehensible] of people Do it again let's read the sequel You can't counterfeit this hit 'Cause it's

, or should I go? [Jumping Jack Flash/The Rolling Stones] But it's all right now, in fact it's a gas. But it's all right--jumpin' jack flash, it's a