GET UP GET UP GET UP Drop the bombshell! GET UP GET UP This is outta control! GET UP GET UP GET UP Drop the bombshell! GET UP GET UP Get gone Now look
Watch them speak in thunderclaps No one more or much as Jack And it's a knock 'em dead show Pipes and joints, greased hinge and bone One more for the
Bombshell from hell Devil woman slut, strut your lust God sold his soul, put the devil on the cross Blood of the whore, dead man's desire Skin turns
I've spent years constantly dreaming I've spent nights on dirty concrete floors Sometimes I wonder what keeps me going And why I always end up begging
I've got a bad bad feeling When I see all these kids in their roles A coming rebound, an undermined ground I pass by the home of broken souls I've got
Don't you worry about tomorrow it will be alright, feel now sorrow I'm right by your side we're in this together, trust is the key Bloodbrothers forever
My friends and I, we share the same goals Had the same goals since I was 16 We've got the same kind if fighter soul Come and look, it burns like gasoline
Sometimes I get this creeping fear I don't know where to, where to go from here Everything seems like a waste of time It's so frustrating 'Cause everything
You're moving straight just like a tank In your brand new custom made role You're the crowned king of the cheapest tricks A welfare's antipole Suit,
Cheated again 'cause I play by your rules Cheated again and now I look like a fool Cheated again by a trick from a book Cheated again, well, you sure
See another day I try to kill the time But this time it stays alive You could say I'm a long distance caller 40 minute action And a 10 hour drive Some
We put tape in the blaster Got up on our bikes Had no destination We just did whatever we liked Those were the days that shaped us We hung out in the
Man I got to tell you this feeling inside i get when, me and my boys are synchronized. Like a little explosion in what's left in my brain, telling me
He's a smalltown rebel, one of the few true fighter souls. A concreat devil, always kicking and out of control. Raised in the ruins of a broken home
Got eight hours till the coming sunrise Till another day of artificial grace Oh, in my mind I'm chasing bad guys Through empty streets and dark alleyways
Sometimes I lose it I lose every bit of faith Just for a minute Till I see the light of a brand new day Someone tried to tell me You know, your problems
Sometimes, I feel like time is running out on me As if the hands turn way too fast My mind is one step ahead of me And me, I'm stuck in the past And
These walls of lies and hatred I watch them as they fall I blow them down like a house of cards Some move with lady luck I guess, I've never heard her