to 99 Drive me on baby thru the 'lectric nite Like a sweet ass-kickin' love machine GOIN' DOWN ON THE DEMOLITION DERBY Straight outta Hell GOIN' DOWN ON THE DEMOLITION
newsman so subliminal Bringing down the walls of wonderland Just another highbrow cowboy telling me Everything and everyone and all the things I ought to be Here I am, your demolition
Ah ! Se. Emis Killa, Se ! Blocco recordz, Se ! Ho tutto il mondo sul cazzo, e a quanto pare sto sul cazzo al mondo. Troppe domande del cazzo, manco rispondo
Hand in mine, into your icy blues And then I'd say to you we could take to the highway With this trunk of ammunition too I'd end my days with you in a
as I walk into the room I'm a three line whip I'm the sort of thing they ban I'm a walking disaster I'm a demolition man Demolition man...
the sort of thing they ban I'm a walking disaster I'm a demolition man Demolition man Demolition man Demolition man Demolition man Demolition man Demolition man Demolition man Demolition
All hell's gonna break loose We're gonna take you to a demolition derby We're gonna make you topsy-turvy We're gonna take you to a demolition derby
three line whip, I'm the sort of thing they ban I'm a walking disaster, I'm a demolition man Demolition, demolition Demolition, demolition You come
every street, Until we've got everything we need. Every town in the vicinity, Every farm and village green. We're gonna buy up everything, Then it's Demolition. Demolition. Demolition
telling you I don't let go until I'm through Gonna make you cry Wish that you could die I'm gonna be your be your demolition girl demolition girl, demolition
This is where the summer ends In a flash of pure destruction, no one wins Go nuclear, nuclear The violets in my eyelids goin' red Sentimental geek Shut
So, it's how the story goes And we come to the scene where I'm holding you close She moves, moves like a thin dulling blade Cuts, all the words that I
Here's a picture of your lonely Fridays Turned to nothing on a Friday night Firecracker with a pile of empties Detonated with a lonely fire I see your
I've been a desperate man I've been sheltered by a lonely dream There's a stranger here Looking back above the bathroom sink Every night I throw you
It's a long way down But I feel alright It's a long way down But I feel alright And the cops get in And the crowd gets tight Take your tomorrow, pain
There you go Waving your arms like a girl Secondary clothes Don't worry, nobody knows Somebody order my round 'Cause I'm getting by With a twelve pack
