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Heatseeker (World Wide Message Tribe)
does the astro Maybe Tesla does the astro Maybe Edison is AC/DC I'm walking down the street, late at night. Jack the ripper Jack the ripper.
I'm in my vibratory by day Leaving you with shocks This old man He played one He be AC/DC all night long With a short-circuit kilowatt ? fuse
Whatever you want I got it by the dozen I got it by the pound Gimme a call I'll bring it round It don't look so good In black and white Don't
[originally by AC/DC] Stand up and be counted For what you are about to receive We are the dealers We'll give you everything you need All hail
near you I wouldn't be far from you I've got a feeling you know what you did AC/DC Bag AC/DC Bag AC/DC Bag DC Bag (2x) Time to put your money
I got a little bit of hope Like a soap on a rope Sweeter than sour Gettin' thinner by the hour Fallin' fast and I'm runnin' out of gas
I heard, I heard a sound a poundin' music and I knew all what that I need The kind that grabs ya by your shirt collar shakes you up like AC/DC It's
(AC/DC cover) Ridin' down the highway Goin' to a show Stop in all the by-ways Playin' rock 'n' roll Gettin' robbed Gettin' stoned Gettin' beat up
That blast like lyrical heat-seekers through the speakers Non-believers are deceivers - through the media Lyrics try to teach ya, or walk through Harlem
Ridin' down the highway Goin' to a show Stop in all the by-ways Playin' rock 'n' roll Gettin' robbed Gettin' stoned Gettin' beat up Broken
no room for the weak fuck the weak They get bucked down by my Boot Camp murder fleet We come through, representin' on the regular everyday Night
look from you and I think I must have gone to heaven now The fact that I'm with Webster is hard enough to get my head around Shes as hard as A-C-D-C she
hey Let me hear where you're at and say hey, hey I'm giving back so say hey, hey Show me some metal and say hey, hey, hey, hey I like AC/DC and ZZ Top
her, with a machete They comin' to get her without the liver Nigga with a meat cleaver, leavin' the street bleedin' Heapin' a heat-seeker, nigga, I speak
chickenheads What I said, Head my letterhead, AC/DC I'm a metalhead No "Strobelight Ho" but sick in silhouettes Trained like a track get back exact M.I.T. Lab