"What do ya got?">
Let me in, let me in, let me in
Oh please, please, please, please!
I might die but I don't care
You could tackle the trainer then run for two days
through the end of all ghettos, a junkyard in the rain
She appears in a hail of carbon and steam
with a hissing of brakes and a four-alarm scream
Her headlamp eyes are on you / She sees behind the child around you
There's nowhere you could run to, even if you wanted -- and it's too late now!
C--Let me in, let me in, let me in oh please -- 1000%, 1000%
Let me in, let me in, let me in right now -- 1000%
She has dirtied up the windows / She has lived in a trance
She has killed for her pleasure / She makes you look slow and stupid
And you cannot escape her--no creator!
Her frantic behaviour--no creator!
And it dawned through the bricked-up window
You see a mangled tree and a rainbow
Rough ground to a dim horizon
when you're a world away from the halfway of life
which protected you--then rejected you!--C
Die, quiver, groin, shake, head, shake, head, shake, head, shake, leg, shake,
quiver, quiver, quiver, quiver, shudder, shudder, shudder, shudder.......!!!
Resolve! Resolve!
Let me in, let me in, let me in, oh please -- 1000%, 1000%
Let me in, let me in, let me in right now -- 1000%, 1000%
I'll tell your wives about all my obsessions / just to get what I want
and get you all to do what I want
I'll do anything I want with anybody I like
I'm free
I tell, I tell you, I tell you it's true....
Artist: Bruce Robison
Artist: Suicidal Tendencies
Artist: King Curtis