Fuck 4x Runin' away, cryin' loud. The followers of Fuckingham Palace. Morality used, royaly fucked and abused. Fuck the Queen at the Fuckingham Palace
Ore wa jigoku no TERORISUTO kinou wa kaasan okashita ze ashita wa tousan hotte yaru I am a terrorist straight out of hell ore ni wa tousan kaasan inee
rock wit me) "Rock city" *scratches* (Come on the block wit me) "Rock city.. rock on!" (And come and rock wit me) "Rock.. city.. come on" "Rock.. on.. city
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...huh huh I'm a cowboy Bad ass in black Singin' Hey hey hey hey From side to side From front to back Say hey hey hey hey I put Detroit city
to have my rock I've got to get me some now baby I'll pose in the magazine I'll be on the satellite TV In Detroit Metal City With 10,000 people just
hey hey I'm a cowboy, bad ass in black, singin', hey hey hey hey From side to side, from front to back, say hey hey hey hey I put Detroit City back
) Rock city (Come on the block wit' me) Rock city, rock on (And come and rock wit' me) Rock, city, come on Rock, on, city, come on Suburban and city
beauty from the ashes Ashes to eggshells, wood-chips to whiskers Anything we can mess up, we can fix up Sword to plowshare, soiled from beneath the trash Detroit
ghetto hard street shit You know it's potent when the funky-ass beat hit Rolling the dice and we's hittin' point Icp out of southwest detroit Running
if you're one of the millions who own one of them Gas drinking, piston clinking, air polluting, smoke belching Four wheeled buggies from Detroit City,
HEY HEY I'm a cowboy, Bad Ass in black singing HEY HEY HEY HEY From side to side from front to back Say HEY HEY HEY HEY I put Detroit City back on the
...huh huh I'm a cowboy Bad ass in black Singin Hey hey hey hey From side to side From front to back Say hey hey hey hey I put Detroit city back on the
some I've gotta have my rock I've gotta get me some now, baby I'll pose in the magazine I'll be on the satellite TV In Detroit Metal City With ten thousand
The Motor City rocks like a head full of granite We were diggin? heavy metal before the whole planet Got the Iggy Pop punk rock crash boom rattle Too
you're one of the millions who own one of them gas-drinking, piston-clinking, air-polluting, smoke-belching, four-wheeled buggies from Detroit City,
and rock wit me) "Rock city" *scratches* (Come on the block wit me) "Rock city.. rock on!" (And come and rock wit me) "Rock.. city.. come on" "Rock.. on.. city
