17 You're coming back with me, don't say a word Fire's burning down below, ice in my blood I ain't no Romeo, no daddy sweet Just a bit of rock n' roll
, kinda like a dream Things ain't always what they seem What a shame, what a shame, what happened today Now it all seems funny, kinda like a dream Things
man Give a little love, give a little love, give a little love Give a little love, give a little love, give a little love Give a little, give a little
a chance I'm a rock 'n' roll [Incomprehensible] on a single base Fire and water rollin' dice And now I've got you Oh it's so nice I'm a hard man fight
One, two, one two three four! (instrumental)
Oh, yeah Baby, here we go Got you loaded night time rodeo Oh, a one night stand Nasty, nasty, nasty, nasty man Letting go then set the world on fire
Last night I wandered In sleeps velvet veil On dream crystal potions Behind silken sails Cold marble laughter Is taking my mind To a world of illusion
Asiatic death Yellow fever bodies writhe Sugar on my breath Is this the final curtain? I don't believe what's happening She hides behind a veil of tears
to move Don't need a reason I got the groove My fire is burning, burning hot When I start I'm working can't stop Don't need permission don't need a
drive me insane I want what you got No surprise Cold sweat my hands shake No point getting excited She's on the case Knock you off your rocker Like a
's riding high, playing the game, moving fast as a hurricane Whoa, taxi cab it ain't nice for girls to grab Don't make a sound, don't make a fuss, oh
it's never enough So baby, bye bye bye bye bye, baby Bye bye bye bye, baby Hey little girl you're a heartbreaker Why you gotta be such a dictator? You
ll never ever break the chain Innocence fuels my desire Wheels of fire Darkness falls, my blood starts racing My heart's beating like a drum Beating out like a
Gonna give you all that we got Love sucks Pick up truck And a bottle of rye Fighting talk Pussies walk Another suicide Here comes Jodie with a MIG And a
Call the cops I see a robbery in progress Lunatics about to steal the show From the S T L M O 3 1 4 Call the cops I see a robbery in progress Lunatics
eighty By my sack, cock and load it, this world I'm a rock and roll it My business, you shouldn't a told it, to end I'm a forty-four They switch guns
henny Should be life of what a thug lives My only hurt Maybe wont be my last But heres a tip for these cops Next time I'm goin out with a blast So if
