Corrección Letra Ultra Violence par Mickey Avalon

Featuring(s) : Eli

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Letra

Nothing in this world is free
Nothing in this world is free
N-n-nothing in this world is free
You gotta take it (You gotta take it)

I smell just like gasoline
The captain of the losing team
Nothing in this world is free
You gotta take it (You gotta take it)
My landlord won't let me be
I can't find no place to breathe
Nothing in this world is free
You gotta take it (You gotta take it)

A couple young clowns in an old slow town
Just didn't have nothing to do
But grab a big long shovel and quick on the double
Look for trouble they could get into
Old Pete was the leader so he fired up the Rita
And Jimmy jumped in on his side
Left foot on the pedal, say a prayer to the Devil
Oh, that boy sure could drive

It's all just passing you by (It's all just passing you by)
Feeling like you're barely alive (Feeling like you're barely alive)
Starin' at your cellular phone (Starin' at your cellular phone)
Pretendin' that you ain't all alone (Pretendin' that you ain't all alone)

I smell just like gasoline
The captain of the losing team
Nothing in this world is free
You gotta take it (You gotta take it)
My landlord won't let me be
I can't find no place to breathe
Nothing in this world is free
You gotta take it (You gotta take it)

Straight through the light, they passed that pipe
These boys ain't slept in days
So when they seen them mockin', old Pete just parked it
And Jimmy got out in a haze
Runnin' amok, got the shovel out the trunk
But not so they could dig
And I don't know science, but ultra-violence
Make a little man sure feel big

Another notch in the belt (Another notch in the belt)
Wishin' you was somebody (else Wishin' you was somebody else)
Starin' at your cellular phone (Starin' at your cellular phone)
Pretendin' that you ain't all alone (Pretendin' that you ain't all alone)

I smell just like gasoline
The captain of the losing team
Nothing in this world is free
You gotta take it (You gotta take it)
My landlord won't let me be
I can't find no place to breathe
Nothing in this world is free
You gotta take it (You gotta take it)

Forty-eight bucks richer and a postcard picture
Of a place they wish they was
Now Pete say, "Jimmy, stop talking silly
You ruining my buzz"
Then his rear-view mirror got crystal clear
[?] pulled over to bust
But Pete could drive like no man alive
Left that pig in a cloud of dust

We're all just going to Hell (We're all just going to Hell)
And ain't got nobody to tell (And ain't got nobody to tell)
Starin' at your cellular phone (Starin' at your cellular phone)
Pretendin' that you ain't all alone (Pretendin' that you ain't all alone)

I smell just like gasoline
The captain of the losing team
Nothing in this world is free
You gotta take it (You gotta take it)
My landlord won't let me be
I can't find no place to breathe
Nothing in this world is free
You gotta take it (You gotta take it)

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