You won't stop Now over the top You'll tear your enemies apart Pray for your soul But you do your part This is the big push No one walks away No flesh on bones No blood in veins
This is the big push We don't take no prisoners Ein zwei drei vier This is the big push We don't take no shite
It was a drunk weasel Feeling a miracle Stubby little fingers pulling triggers Beating back the hordes It was a walking revenge fantasy Seeking out the enemy in the trenches Of its scabby knees
Bubble gum bubble gum in a dish How many pieces do you wish Ein zwei drei vier One more and you'll choke my dear
I bet they didn't think that something so small Could put an insect in the ink In which they stood for I bet they didn't see it coming It was too fast for their running Now they're stuck in the mud Surrounded by bodies
Cinderella ribbon of yella Went upstairs to see her fella Made a mistake and kissed a snake How many soldiers did it takeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
