sábado, 20 de outubro de 2012

Walking after dark

In the New York City park
Your thoughts are so unholy
In the holiness of old
On with Christian Soldier's
Filled with jivin' mind control

The bull left on the dance floor
Ridin', runnin' red
The bullet that you asked for's killing you to death
Unless you...


Someone kill the DJ, shoot the fucking DJ
Someone kill the DJ, shoot the fucking DJ
Someone kill the DJ, shoot the fucking DJ
Voices in my head are saying
 "shoot the fucker down"
AWW!!

U.U.U...