I´m accused of being cold
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With no emotions at all
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Well I´m having a ball
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I´ve got my motor running
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I´m jumping with joy
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Search and destroy
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Come on come on come on
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I´ve got my motor running
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Nowhere you can hide
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You won´t leave this place alive
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Cause the sun ain´t gonna rise
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The sun will never shine
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In Black City
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I´ve got smog in my brain
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And gasoline in the veins
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Get out of my way
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I´ve got my motor running
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Accused of being cold
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Well I´m having a ball
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Search and destroy
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I´ve got my motor running
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I use you as I please
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The price you pay for walking my streets
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Cause the sun ain´t gonna rise
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The sun will never shine
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In Black City
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Black City
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| Mustasch |
