Fast Fuse
Oh baby I was born with a fast fuse I got no time to love Just a city to abuse Oh baby I was born with a fast fuse I got no time to love Just a city to abuse Come get me With your files don’t arrest me But I’m Lucifer’s child, wild, acid done Black sunglasses shade your morning sun Come get me All you fuckers can’t touch me I’m the hooligan choir, sire, sit don’t scatter It don’t matter, get me one two three Gold lightning in the skyline Gold lightning in the sky Oh baby I was born with a fast fuse I got no time to love Just a city to abuse Vultures circle round They wait above the ground How dare you Now it’s time to address you I’m the reason you came, shame, stroke my mane See my fist chopping up your reign It’s getting hotter Now I’m spitting out lava I’m the Spaniard in the works, jerks, genuine stock Hear that bomb going tick tick tock Gold lightning in the skyline Gold lightning in the sky Oh baby I was born with a fast fuse I got no time to love Just a city to abuse In the middle of the night When they come for you Where you gonna be What you gonna do Heaven may come and heaven may call but I won’t be there |
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Escrito por Sergio Pizzorno.
Álbum: West Ryder Pauper Lunatic Asylum (2009)