Step by step, walkin' through the city maybe I'm lonely but not alone Lots of women walk around the streets: fresh flesh for my gun. I've seen enough, maybe I've seen too much I really didn't like what I saw... Nothin' can feed the hunger, but I really ain't goin' back home...yet...
Thrash Metal wonder full of gasoline, An Heavy Metal motor that I never kept clean! Some kind of dirty song and dance is what I need: Sucks'n'Artillery...
I never run from the things I fear ... The only thing I fear is running out of beer! Gimme your money, gimme your time, Two hours an'an half in a Metal Paradise... Ehi, ain't you thirsty? I still got some booze, The "hot and willing" kind that I think you won't refuse! Don't turn aroud, don't even want to see your face, 'cause a black Cupido never leaves a trace...
Thrash Metal wonder full of gasoline, An Heavy Metal motor that I never kept clean! Some kind of dirty song and dance is what I need: Sucks'n'Artillery...
Artillery! Sucks'n'Artillery! ...Suck...!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
