Turning red Adopting styles that seem inbred We're made of lead Stay on the pace Recoup the loot, avoid, disgrace Sink without trace
It's a hoot Run ahead and blindly shoot Hit the marker, end dispute
Marking time Laying boundaries out in lime A life of crime Drift away Never find the urge to play We're made of clay
It's a hoot Hit the marker, end dispute Even if that point is moot
It's a hoot Even if that point is moot Run ahead and blindly shoot
Phasing in Wondering when it's time to begin The chances thin Emptied out No doubt it will end in a rout We lack the clout
It's a hoot Run ahead and blindly shoot Hit the marker, end dispute Even if that point is moot Run ahead and blindly shootTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
