Текст песни Fast Jungle

fast, fast jungle king of the road fast,
fast jungle got a suicide machine big bad jungle flying
down high down the sewer streets sailing down the river
streets destination light neon number forty-two grind
and move my way found and kick my way down and s ave
my way hanging on psychic ride sliding down fridays
child get out now before you cripple shell crowds a
carbon long while a twisted root digs the citys hold
careless saint preach of love modern trash scream for
war citycide going nowhere citycide nowhere which ung
end in a dragstrip crash leatherman singing for the
past painted eyes got a face to remember king of controlRob Zombie - Fast Jungle - http://ru.motolyrics.com/rob-zombie/fast-jungle-lyrics.html
dead september do what I say not what I do leave it
to the true beasts the mindless,
motherless dog bitch spread her life on the fucking
floor rip her legs in the shattered glass retaliation
murders retaliation murders now the rot control the
tooth and the dirt in the world say freak father to
bro ther, sister to mother taste the failure from one
another sometimes all that glittlers gold
when its howling in the widows grave where a broken
skull speak like a god and the head-stone reads --buddy
holly-- join the ressurection rave on in my direction
rave on got to rave on rave on rave on rave on