who's that in your chevelle?. is she your girlfriend now?. does she know the hell that comes. and its automatic when your gone.. i feel the fall tonight..
Written by Tommy Shaw, Jack Blades, Ted Nugent. . Haven't I seen your face before. You greased the handles on my door. Took me for a ride. Down lover's highway.
Young, rich and famous. What you want to be. You give it everything you got. But your sympathy. . Been with everybody in the magazines. You know you're spinning so fast.
There's a doubt. Like a plague. Burning down skyscrapers. In my brain. She says she knows everything. Except my name. . We saw the ocean from the East coast.
Hunting for hookers. Immigrants and strays. Fear is lubricant. When he penetrates. Chorus:. S.A.T.A.N.I.C. fuel injected priest (x2). Uses confession.
He played by the rules. Kept his family fed. IRS took it all. Fucked 2 Death. Random shooting - F2D. House was looted - F2D. Hit & run - F2D. By a nun - F2D.
[lyrics: Bart]. . I can see the sign. Unseen for the mortals. I can smell the breath. Of forgotten centuries. I can hear some whispers. Penetrating my mind.
To look at people, welcome to corrosion race. I said goodbye forever to many my best friends. Confrontation against empty inside. So many things I regret, I'm thinking about suicide.
Got a brand new reason. To live through another season. A bottle is his home. My puppy embryo. The teacher calls him Ben. My nonjudgemental friend. I know in there everything floats.
Tangle of dark thoughts compresses my mind. Diabolic visions sculpture my brain. Slowly I am crossing the unholy gate. . lead: BART. . Blasphemous illusions assume fantastic shape.
Far before our time. I feel some nervousness. I try to justify. Not so much what I did but. Just how the child died. Don't need just anyone. Not those with plastic face masks on.
Write a note and keep the car running. Hide the evidence in front of their eyes. The heat of passion. In the sweat, we're baptized. . Don't ask if I know what I'm doing.
This is the way that we. Creating in excess. Under simplicity. Searching a million steps. For what is next to me. Accepting methods to notice me falling apart.
This is real, this is real. . Now I see them giving the woman abortion to kill another baby. Miscarriage and misfortune and premature crack baby. Strength of Ras Tafari I'm hoping someday maybe.
Fuck you I'm through. I want nothing more from you. My sanity is wearing thin. Irate, I hate. You determined your own fate. Now everything is caving in.
A to the K to the 4 to the 7. Little devils don't go to heaven. Da Lench Mob. . An AK talks and bullshit runs. I wish I had time to count all my guns.
Burning all the lost hopes I was breeding. turning cold nights into an autumn pyre. after the silence you've broken. after the aeons that have shone on your frail skin.
den fromme mannen. god fr guld. den fromme mannen. har sitt hjrta. i sin penningpung. den fromme mannen. leker gud med vilsna. i stormig hst. han sker skydd.
allt r till fr mej. allt r till fr mej. fri man. fri man. fri man vljer alltid. mellan goda ting. fri man. kper ingen. fri man. sljer ingenting. vgar allting.