Acid Drinkers - Pizza driver

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He left town a long time ago
angel dust tempted him
and he went after a woman
he was a real hit over here
He keeps rigging something on the side
yeah, he was a leader of the pack
it was a dream team, nothing to say
with the public he had his way
Never, never give it up! (x4)
He won t sit still for long
every now and then he drops by
a good drive pushes him and me
so I heave peace of mind
Never, never give it up! (x4)
He keeps rigging something on the side
yeah, he was a leader of the pack
it was a dream team, nothing to say
with the public he had his way
Never, never give it up! (x4)
Pizza driver

Inne utwory

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  • You better shoot me
  • Midnight visitor
  • Infernal connection
  • Home submarine
  • He was here again
  • I am the mystic
  • Stray bullets
  • Hydrogen
  • Track time: 66.6
  • Human bazooka
  • Justify me
  • Red Shining Fur
  • Dancing in the slaughter-house

    • Losowe utwory

    The word became flesh

    Night grows near,the everlasting night
    That draws this world to an end
    No longer a part of the darkly clouds
    He stands alone in eternal splendour

    [Chorus]

    The word became flesh and set tent amongst the living
    Whilst I spoke to the dead but dreaming
    Dwellers of the deep succumb to their law
    Riders of fire, bringers of...

    Loaded

    Find me
    Find me
    Wine me and dine me
    Get fuckin loaded
    Party

    I want to play guitar
    And be a movie star
    Be in the B-movies
    And take off all my clothes
    Who do you want me to...

    Chainsaw gutsfuck

    Bleed down to the fucking core
    You re going down for fucking more
    Screw your slimy guts
    Driving me fucking nuts!

    Chainsaw in my bleeding hands
    As I start to cut you in two
    Your guts are steaming out
    And I just...

    Jestem nieporozumienie

    Jestem nieporozumienie,
    Tak trudne do zrozumienia,
    Że doprawdy samo nie wiem,
    Co mam dziś do powiedzenia.

    Wszyscy dziś biją w pysk,
    Mają z tego czysty zysk.
    Burza na stoły podziału chleba,
    Ile brać, komu dać,
    Ze stołu zgarnąć chleba,
    Ile brać ... z podziału nieba.

    Jestem nie to, co być...

    Hearts on fire

    Last rites, first blood Maybe a dream but then it s clear enough Can t hide, can t sleep Is it the vision or the body heat? CHORUS: True love s when your hearts on fire, If I m the paper, you re the sparkin wire. True love s...