I've only walked out on one single movie It was an action adventure It was a blood-sucking summer. And the posters in the lobby of the theater called it 'Predator.' I called it weak and unwatchable Carl Whithers and two future governers You know, that's really unacceptable. We gotta stop falling for these double speakers from the double features We gotta keep 'em in the theaters.
So put your head up to the speakers This is what it's like to stop talking and finally hear me 'It's not concern you're itchin' to burn, I know you're dying to know, homie I'm dying to listen and learn' So put your head up to the headphones This is what it's like to drown out the psychos 'I'm concerned you're itchin' to burn, I know you're dying to do it, but homie you gotta see how it's done.' So put your gun in the shoebox Put the box in the back of your closet and close the door. 'Between the kegs and the 'Maiden' CD, I think this party's got about as much heavy metal as it's gonna need.'
So put your head up to the speakers This is what it's like to stop talking and finally hear me 'We ain't got time to bleed, we hit the highways and skating on thin ice Mercedes in the street.'
You ever feel like you're being tricked, tricked-out, dipped, dicked around with, or flat out lied to? Welcome to Hollywood D.C, where Reagan youth grew up cowboys off Ronnie's westerns That shoot em up, and steal the bucks Tell em what's live and giddy-up, yeah off into the sunset Years later we watched the Running Man and 2 of em ran and 1, too star-struck to stick with the plan, huh I shoulda switched to Marlboro's Them cowboy killers Cause Cowboy's are killing Camel Lights. Some mustached punk that evil's Jafar, But for a middle eastern guy, I think Aladdin looked kinda white We open wide and catch a bite of villain image We swallow it, and feed it to the kids if the song's alright. It's just the way it be, eyes wide shut up And sit down, put your hands up for your turn to speak
So put your head up to the speakers This is what it's like to stop talking and finally hear me 'It's not concern you're itchin' to burn, I know you're dying to know, homie I'm dying to listen and learn' So put your head up to the headphones This is what it's like to drown out the Psychoes 'I'm concerned you're itchin' to burn, I know you're dying to do it, but homie you gotta see how it's done.' So put your gun in the shoebox Put the box in the back of your closet and close the door. 'Between the kegs and the 'Maiden' CD, I think this party's got about as much heavy metal as it's gonna need.' So put your head up to the speakers This is what it's like to stop talking and hear me 'We ain't got time to bleed, we hit the highways and skating on thin ice Mercedes in the street.'
I got my Nikon Let's get our Knife on And get a couple snapshots of a bad move (x6)
Can you turn the light on Cause I forgot the flash Want these proofs to prove what not to do
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