Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Loaded Rack, artist - Overkill. Date of issue: 21.03.2005
Song language: English
Loaded Rack |
| Rolling like a thunderfucker, green light night trucker |
| Got an eye full o' something to love |
| Get it up, bring it down, I know it’s over 'til I hit the ground |
| Train sane homicide, nothing like a suicide |
| Gaze into the skies above |
| Keep it up, knock it down, I don’t see anybody else around |
| I will eat your soul in broad daylight |
| Front the all-seeing watchful eye |
| Barrel like a train in the dead of night |
| Where the good things pass me by |
| I am always ready, though I never had no guns |
| I am holding steady, with a bullet in my… |
| RRRRRRRRun |
| All I want is just a loaded rack |
| Domination, strapped across my back |
| All I want is just to keep it low |
| Do I need to tell you |
| Where you can go |
| Keeping with the time line, had my fill turpentine |
| Drank until I didn’t know why |
| Lift it up, chug it down |
| Wonder why I’m always layin' on the ground |
| Waste face out a place, just outside the human race |
| (Keep it) in the (bloodshot) public eye |
| Style up, bring it down |
| Think they all hate me, when I do fall down |
| Screaming like a hog tied, pig slut crunch |
| In my own private Slaughterhouse 5 |
| Spittin' out the souls that I ate for lunch |
| And I’m happy just to be alive |
| I’m not always ready, but I can’t speak for my guns |
| Sometimes I think I’m Freddy |
| Though he never had no fun |
| I can’t believe my hands are growing cold |
| Give me all the good inside your soul |