Urban Soliders Lyrics - Blue Cheer

(Dickie Peterson) 

Allllright! 

Out of a gun, You gather round 

Cold machine gun, Mighty round 

Urban soldiers, Combat back 

Send the men, Never let you forget 

Down to business, Out on the curb 

Schoolgirl line saying not a word 

Keep your cool, They're on the scene 

You're gonna have a contact with a machine gun. 

They're riding out on the air 

They're living right on the air 

They're riding out 

They're riding out 

They're on line, yeh-yeh. 

Schoolgirl line, Who can it be 

The soul secrets from you, Never keep 

The fool of love, She's from lust 

Tell the truth, What you tellin' us for. 

They're riding out on the air 

You're riding out on the air 

You're going down 

You're going down 

You're going down, Yeh-yeh. 

Alright baby (Let's go) 

Down to business, Out on the curb 

Schoolgirl line saying not a word 

Keep your cool, They're on the scene 

You're gonna have a contact with a machine gun. 

They're riding out on the air 

They're making out on the air 

They're riding out 

They're riding out 

They're riding out, Yeh-yeh. 

(They're riding out on the air 

They're riding out on the air 

They're riding out again 

They're riding out again 

Ooo they're riding out again 

Oooh Yeahh! 

Ooohh!)