Tytuł: Rage

• Wykonawca: Heart
• Wyświetleń: 281

Hands on the wheel gridlock and steel dogs are barking out in the street
  It's a neighborhood war better lock that door
  Flesh and blood and cold concrete
  Baby can't make it. Baby can't make it
  Standing in line at the tabloid shrine in the middle of the public night
  Addict consumers consuming the rumors with a killer, killer appetite
  
  RAGE!
  
  Amphetamine vapor on glass in the paper underneath fluorescent night
  In the catacombs of Styrofoam out of mind and out of sight
  Baby can't make it! Baby can't make it!
  
  RAGE!
  
  Where is the heartbeat?
  Not up elite street beating down the little guy
  The madness mounts the judge lost count, lost inside a technical lie!
  
  RAGE!