So hey man, check this out, downtown's a riot and something's spreadin through the crowd. Try channel 9, I'm pretty sure they're headed straight for this part of town. I can't be certain, but I swear I hear them just outside. There's no way that this is real, so COUNT ME IN.
So grab something sharp, find some cover, kill the lights and nail the back door shut. This isn't funny any more, oh no, THIS MEANS WAR. Don't take this the wrong way, but I'd much rather choke and die than sit alone and fall without a fight.
So call the neighbor kids with trash can lids and buckets on their heads. Cause I'm telling you, we're gonna need a little help tonight...
And there she was, glaring, through olive eyes and chalk white skin. I want you to know that I won't be holding back tonight. She stole my heart. I'll be taking hers with a lawn dart now. But look at the bright side, it's not like she had one there to start...
And something tells me, it's gonna be a long night...
So grab something sharp, find some cover, kill the lights and nail the back door shut. This isn't funny any more, oh no, THIS MEANS WAR. And something tells me, it's gonna be a long night...
So call the neighbor kids with trash can lids and buckets on their heads. Cause I'm telling you, we're gonna need a little help tonight...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
