As black as an oil slick as tough as they come It's parting the masses blocks out the sun Beefed up on hurt, gung ho and proud Suits, shades and outriders survey the crowd
It's got the power to drop the bomb You hear a rumble then it's gone He could blow us all to kingdom come There ain't no doubt he's his daddy's son I wanna get a ride in Cadillac One
Don't slow at tollbooths or stop at red lights Plays chicken with the bad boys and gives 'em a fright Heading down the highway to justice of a kind Retribution alley an armour plated mind
With your war wagon rolling fueled on your spite You didn't listen to the nation but still think you're right I hear a knocking on the doors of perception You sound like a fool words of mass deceptionTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
