YEA! Wanna tell you a story About a friend of mine in the pen When the gavel fell and the lock down cell He swore he'd have his revenge I aint taking about killing no He aint the killing kind Just big ass racks and mosh stacks Beer, fire, whiskey and wine AIR RAID The city's on flame with the rock n roll AIR RAID The next day they decided That getting out was the way With a big cigar he took his guitar And dug his way to the stage ? and the ace of spades They try dragging him down But no one knew what he was gonna do And sirens rang all aroundTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
