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Odds and Sods: Mis-Takes and Out-Takes (Manfred Mann) · Muscle Museum (Muse) · Money & Muscle (The Click) · Muscle Museum (Muse) · Muscle Shoals [Original Motion Picture Soundtrack] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Money & Muscle (Million Dollar Dream) · Muscle of Love (Alice Cooper) · Muscle Museum (Muse) · A Heavy Nite with Relaxed Muscle (Relaxed Muscle) · Muscle Shoals [Original Motion Picture Soundtrack] (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


Prisoners in Niggertown 
It's a dirty little war 
Three Five Zero Zero 
Take weapons up and begin to kill 
Watch the long long armies drifting home
Prisoners in Niggertown 
It's a dirty little war 
Three Five Zero Zero 
Take weapons up and begin to kill 
Watch the long long armies drifting home
Who's gonna love you?
Who's gonna take my place and stand by your side?
Kiss you and hold you
Console you when you cry?

I'll always love you, I
Prisoners in Niggertown 
It's a dirty little war 
Three Five Zero Zero 
Take weapons up and begin to kill 
Watch the long long armies drifting home
Prisoners in Niggertown 
It's a dirty little war 
Three Five Zero Zero 
Take weapons up and begin to kill 
Watch the long long armies drifting home
Prisoners in Niggertown 
It's a dirty little war 
Three Five Zero Zero 
Take weapons up and begin to kill 
Watch the long long armies drifting home
[Verse 1]
It's time to amount an enormous amount of muscle
Move in like 5th batalian while woofers gonna bring trouble
Que quieres a mia moving
But a deltoid and a bicep, a hot groin and a tricep
Makes me shake, makes me wanna take Charles Atlas by the hand

In just seven days I can make
living with your own disease
Too many lines blurring out the boundaries
Lost friends fallen by the wayside
Lost lovers take it all in stride
Eyes
But a deltoid and a bicep, a hot groin and a tricep
Makes me shake, makes me wanna take Charles Atlas by the hand

In just seven days I can make
intense
But each avoid the other's sword
As if by seventh sense

Their muscles ache, their bones are sore
But none of them will yield
They fight
intense
But each avoid the other's sword
As if by seventh sense

Their muscles ache, their bones are sore
But none of them will yield
They fight
to keep what was mine he made up mind I was wrong
To take my Ann took a hell of a man but it sure didn't take him too long
It sure didn't take him long
up for breakfast
One at a time

Anarcoma, anarcoma, anarcoma

Well come on if you need loving
Pirondelllo don't be shy
It just takes a little money
nurture heaven and home)
It'll take a lot more than words and guns
(Sum of all, and by them, driven)
A whole lot more than riches and muscle
(To conquer
and fear and to
Do what it takes to move through
I choose to live and to
Lie, kill and give and to
Die, learn and love and to
Do what it takes to step
above
And I'm just high on the world
Come on and take a low ride with me girl
On the tunnel of love

It's just the danger when you're riding at your own
on the world
Come on and take a low ride with me girl
On the tunnel of love

Well it's been money for muscle another whirligig
Money for muscle and another
on the world
Come on and take a low ride with me girl
On the tunnel of love

Well it's been money for muscle another whirligig
Money for muscle another girl
That's how it used to be
You came just in time

Feel all washed up
Need a wash up
Need a wash

Restless, muscles all ache
So tense, watch me shiver as you
on and take a low ride with me girl
On the tunnel of love

Well it's been money for muscle another whirligig
Money for muscle and another girl I dig
(seen her)
Yah, real G's shit.  Tell me
Moma Mia, niggas wanna G her (Snoop Dogg)
Bitches wanna be her
Motherfuckers can't see her
Give it up for
If you don't like the news then press eject
Bette Davis getting older, can't take a rain check
It's time to let 'em know what we expect
Stop
are hunting the eye of the storm
By a power deep within it we are drawn
Taking a ride on the storm
Let it push you to the limits to bang
Like
and crossbones flying high
The mask of death is worn with pride
Flutter, flutter, gentle eyelash, do
By filthy lucre, I love you
And take you for my evening