, El Paso Corpus Christi and Waco the yellow rose is wild Raisin' hell in Austin just after sundown When the Hoosegow police decided to come 'round they said "Boy what's
Charlie I'm a cocksucking asshole, that's what they call me Here from my Hollywood tower I rule I'm lying motherfucker, the chainsaw's my tool The new morgue's
I'm bound Ooh, I'm on the road to hell, you see The road to terror dome is calling me Oh, if there's a hell then I'll buy a round 'Cause I'm going anyway
And I wanna ride you till you're raw And I wanna slide up all inside all over you I wanna do you like the wicked bitch you are Call me a bastard A real
I want to do ya I'll nail your ass to the sheets A pelvic thrust and the sweat starts to sting ya I fuck like a beast I come around, round I come, feel
You say you don't wanna run and hide a face that no one knows And everyone ya meet, you're gonna show You're nobody's slave, nobody's chains are holdin
where Ooh the Devil's there In Helldorado Tonight it's all over now Ooh, hell's just one mile down the road Ohh, goodbye it's all over now My Helldorado's
A scream unlocks the cage The roars rock the stage Hunger of the animals are calling Thrive upon the rage Paw prints on the page The room's going wild
I need's my love machine L.O.V.E All I need's my love machine Tonight, tonight All I need's All I need's All I need's my love machine
Touch, touch in the flame's desire Feeling the pain's denial, And your finger's in the fire. Look, look in the candle light See in the flame of life
me, real me The cracks between the paving stones Look like rivers of flowing rain Strange people who know me From behind every window pane The girl I used to love lives
alive the truth I'm a wild child Come and love me I want you My heart's in exile I need you to touch me 'Cause I want what you do I'm a wild child
double O-T-C-A-M-P Who we be? We be the B double O-T-C-A-M-P Who we be? We be the B double O-T-C-A-M-P Who we be? We be the B double O-T-C-A-M-P I'm
the scenes that's near I'm Dice Raw, sting the inside of your mouth like a cold sore Who wanna piece, well it's Round One, let's begin I got a gun that's
scenes that's near I'm Dice Raw, sting the inside of your mouth like a cold sore Who wanna piece, well it's Round One, let's begin I got a gun that's
would be bare proof Who's he? stalking the streets when there's no life Eyes glow like tiko night glows, we's in flight But it don't glow like, wack, the glow's
