viernes, noviembre 10, 2006

Out of here (I was born to kill)

When I resign
From my great life of crime
I will only want
To plan, to plan
The next trip
Out of here

My mission tonight? Try not to talk
About a farm
Yeah you can go and take a walk
yeah, go, take a walk

Looking for the perfect punk rock girl
On a place where noise doesn't exist
I was born to kill
I was born to kill

Yeah distractions I know
When the thing is
I'm looking for the next good trip
A final trick
My great life of crime?
It starts tonight

"The desert is your friend, stay stay
Please stay, the desert is your good friend"

Looking for the perfect punk rock girl
On a place where noise doesn't exist
I was born to kill
I was born to kill