Concrete Jungle Lyrics - Zakk Wylde

The Freaks in the streets 

The nuns with the shotguns 

The graves rolling by your side 

Survival of the fittest 

And there ain't no pity 

No one gets out alive 

In the Concrete Jungle 

It's the well of the damned 

Once You Step inside and Then you'll understand 

Misfits, psychos and the twisted slaves 

The house of the sane 

No one can be saved 

Rolling Six feet under Rollin on! 

Rolling Six feet under Rollin on! 

Rolling Six feet under Roll and keep on rollin! 

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No one gets out 

They're ready to die once again 

No one gets out 

They're ready to die 

Another day to bleed 

Another day to die 

Another day to blackout and then go blind 

Manical Blitzkrieg 

Where the maggots play God 

Where the souls of the lost come to die 

The Concrete Jungle 

It's the well of the damned 

Once You Step inside and Then you'll understand 

Misfits, psychos and the twisted slaves 

The house of the sane 

No one can be saved 

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Rolling Six feet under Rollin 

Rolling Six feet under Rollin 

Roll and keep on rolling 

No one gets out 

They're ready to die once again 

No one gets out 

They're ready to die once again 

No one gets out 

They're ready to die once again 

No one gets out 

They're ready to die 

No one gets out 

They're ready to die once again 

No one gets out 

They're ready to die once again 

No one gets out 

They're ready to die once again 

No one gets out 

They're ready to die