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This is the year of manly livin'. This is way to shake it to the modern beat. This is a statement meant for givin'. This is the real meat. No places for the tightass talkers.
Well you can live your life on a common ground. Or you can strut your stuff to the idiot sound. Waitin for a chance now, wantin to get down. . Lacin up the shoes for a new vendetta.
Got hugging little pants and a flashy do. Black boots and a champ belt too. Head man and hes frolicking with the fans. . Wrong look, he will jump in the air.
It's just a jet man rammin' it right home. Gonna ride this motherfucker till I'm gone. I got a mission and I call it speed. Mach 87 baby that's what I need.
With the top down. And a hitcher. And a stream of steady talk. . I got the beat on. And a kerosene bottle. And a light on the cigar. . Light green. Light up the kerosene.
All my friends are coming round tonight. And they know what to do. Theyre gonna hang out on the corner. They mean shit. . Its gonna be a long, long Friday.
I got a one way ticket and Im planning on comin' back. I got body full of kicks and Im heading right for the sack. I got some bad-ass speakers playing Miles in a silent way.
Well I will get in the cage. And I will meet the rage. 'Cos I ain't got no choice now. I gotta turn the page. . And when I hear the roar. You know I'm gonna soar.
I got your beep and now I am on my way. Light falls and I am on my way. . 'Coz Ill nail that picture right through your wall. I got a black bag ready when nature calls.
You know I try so hard. To be the only one. But I dont know so tell me why. You dont wanna get it on. . Im on my knees Im givin' up. This thing is heavy as a goddamn log.
Huddled on across the street. Getting cold when we suddenly meet. Must have been a couple of years. And I feel nothing but a cold, cold fear. . 'Cause now Im looking at a face that belonged to my mother.
Nightfall and his axe is gettin dull. Wanna burn a candle wanna burn it in a scull. Writin' letters to a friend. Stains of make-up smeared out on the hand-made smokies end.
Little man, youre very small. Little man, youre very small. No ones gonna hear your call. No ones gonna hear your call. . Little man, your eyes are red.
It wont be like you want it to be. It wont be like you want it to be. . I dont know what youre lookin' for. I dont know what youre lookin' for. Well, I can try and I can try some more.
I wanna be out there seein' big rock moving. Get my head groovin', I wanna get high alright. I see the tracks are forming. Stones keep moving, get my head ruined.
I've got a war baby. so whatcha gonna do. I got a war baby. I got a war with you. . I get sick baby. And I get it from you. I wanna kick baby. I guess that we are thru.
Trippin' on the heart of the bad machine. Rippin' thru the shreds of a lame-o scene. Layin' out the rules whatcha gonna do. two zero zero zero baby comin' for you.
I'm down and out now. sittin' in a stupid chair. seems that I've been swappin' crap for years. . Just a little noddy. chewin' on my bread. Little scmoozy-woozy want you dead.
Another blow out night and I think I'm gonna hit the decks. I'm crashin' thru the streets now feelin' like rejected checks. I'm bailin' outta this one like a million times before.