The last minute Im living, Ill tell you no lie Ill be a rocker till the day I die Whips I got no money for food, but that aint a drag Cause I get my kicks from plastic bag Yeah the clothes that I wear and the colour of my hair Im a rocker I dont need your style, I walk the Murder Mile cause Im a rocker Dont care for me, I dont care for you So let me live my life just like I want to do Ive respect for none, I shag nothing I do And I break the law just like you wanted to Dont laugh at my style, dont laugh at me Cause Im the man you aint the guts to be I couldve stayed at school, I couldve got a degree But there is no-one else that Id rather be I want to live it fast, I dont want to slow down Theres no place for me in this crazy town
Posted on: Mon, 22 Sep 2014 20:47:14 +0000
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