Thursday, April 16, 2009

Lyrics To Go

"Every, anywhere; Heights, plains, peaks, or valleys
Entrances, exits, vestibules, and alleys
Winding roads that test the firm nerve
Fortune or fatal behind the blind curve
The engine oil purr, lights flash to a blur, speed work through the earth make your motor go scurrr
Tonight at noon watch a bad moon risin'
Identities in crisis and conflict diamonds
Blindin', staring at lights 'til they cryin'
Bone gristle popping from continuous grindin'
Grapes of wrath in a shapely glass
Ingredients influential on your ways and acts
Zero tolerance to raise the tax
It don't matter how your gates is latched
You ain't safe from the danger jack..."


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