And I know I'm indestructible And I know I'm indestructible tonight Break down, come on and tell me its not true It's a shakedown, come on and tell me
Don't worry about me, I'm gonna make it alright Got my enemies crossed-haired in my sight I take a bad situation gonna make it right In the shadows of
Rock gets hot, now she can't stop She's a lot, a lot like a robot And she can't be bought, and her nerves are shot And she starts to rot, from the inside
Get one thing clear, first you live in fear, then you disappear, and that unity Shift gear, and i, try to stear, i see a tear, you're so fuckin insincere
And I know, I'm indestructible And I know, I'm indestructible Tonight! Break down! Come on tell me its not true It's a shakedown! Come on tell me who
For 24 hours on the Ivory Coast, They relieved soldiers from their post, And they gave champagne, for a toast, To pay dividends to the country's host.
Is it you? Is it you who's been orchestrated? Is it you? Is it you who's born frustrated? Hey! Hey! Hey! Is it you? Hey! Hey! Hey! Is it you? Is it you
Let's Go! The prophet speaks his language, reeks, Survival dormant, schemes and sneaks, His blood is weak, he's an oil sheik, Information leak, operations
Woooooooooh Ghost band, ghost band, There's a ghost band, girl, playing our songs now, Ghost band, ghost band, There's a ghost band, girl, playing our
Nananana, Nananana, Nananana, Nananana, Nananana, Nananana naaaa..... Nananana, Nananana, Nananana, Nananana, Nananana naaaa..... [Lars:]
Under a red hot moon, take a bus downtown to the Grave yard shift tonight Under a red hot moon, take a bus downtown to the Grave yard shift tonight
Go! Go! Go! Walk into the party, didn't know who you are, Said quick quick on the living room floor, All I know is about three fucking chords,
Saturday, Where else are you gonna go? Ain't no way, I'm gonna end up at the disco, Make my way, Through fist fights and stilettos, To rock and roll,
Hold your head up high, 'cause tomorrow you may die, 'cause no one's safe around here, No one's safe around here. Stand your ground, Til you're the last
Yeah? They were sure I was guilty, but I committed no crime They said: confessions bring lenience, so that put me on the line So I, protest the massacres
Yeeeeeah, all you motherfuckers, criminals will be suckers, If you don't step aside for David Courtney, Well, all you motherfuckers, criminals will
Well all the junkies they know my name And every city looks the fucking same And the derelicts the street are all insane And the scum surges up and there
I've lived my whole life, made mistakes from the get-go Street kid from the start, right, no regrets though I do what I want, yeah, 'cuz I said so No
