[lyrics by Harry Conklin]
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Scrambled signals on the radio
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Orders are given to attack
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Flames light the sky from over the hill
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No time for turning back
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Well, the blood lust runs cold inside my veins
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Twisting tormenting my mind
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I feel a scream from deep inside
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It lets me know I'm the killin' kind
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Gonna yell, unleash this demon rage
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Scream, I'm a tiger in a cage
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Yell, I'm on the prowl again
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Scream
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A soldier on the streets somewhere in L.A.
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Preparing this night for the attack
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Swinging chains and switchblade knives
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Feel the nails in my baseball bat
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Well, I love to fight, I love to screw
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Feel my heat begin to rise
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Don't walk the street at night, my friend
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Or you're in for a surprise
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Playing on the sheets of untold sin
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Who can tell what the darkness withholds
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Spread your wings and we can fly
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Bodies ready to explode
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Touch me, thrill me, you can scratch me, love
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Get me in your stranglehold
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Well, you make me moan, I'll make you yell
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Passions uncontrolled, uncontrolled
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Licensed To Kill
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Jag Panzer |