A flat car, with no wheels I hit the bar, in high heels All of it smashed, it's inside out It won't take talent to figure it out
Get a grip on the road that you're walking Let your guns and your fists do the talking Never surrender to bad ideas Stand tall and make it clear
Hey, who's in charge? It's me The Commander And where do I start? I wanna be The Commander Listen to all the noise I want to make Get louder and louder, you got what it takes Sitting still, get in line For me, The Commander
A new car, jet plane Burnt cigars, in my veins Lifting weights and working out Is this really what it's all about?
(Yea)
Hercules couldn't stop what's coming I hit the road and the dogs came running HOWL into the night It's time to take another bite
Co-mand-duh Co-mand-duh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uhTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
