Sink the eight ball Buy the lady a drink And nobody knows my name Bodies float up From the bottom of the river Like bubbles in fine champagne
He's the one, no doubt Walkin' on a tightrope He's the one, no doubt
Got a gash on my head And a grin on my face And a shadow called danger Hidin' in the sheets And on the streets In the heart of every stranger
Here he comes, look out We're Depending on You Here he comes, look out
Sweat on the brow And a tap on the phone And lives are on the line Pick up the briefcase On a high speed chase Breathin' by the roll of the dice
Reachin' up to the top Teacher with a lesson Reachin' up to the top
In regards to My usage of the drug... It modified my personality to the extent that I was highly irritable I was like a crack Hitler
Keep up the fight And in the wink of an eye Never give up Ooh..ahh..
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