Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Dressed to Kill Under a Full Moon , by - Promoe. Release date: 30.07.2009
Song language: English
Dressed to Kill Under a Full Moon |
| Get a drummer some |
| 'Cause the drummer ain’t had none |
| (Jimmy Ledrac) In a long time |
| I’m rated P this is a warning |
| I’m rated P this is a warning |
| A ha aha, a ha aha |
| Warning, come on |
| Two kids step in a bank, armed to shoot it up |
| And the only testimony is vague, not good enough |
| For the cops to determine the murderer: Who did what? |
| Both dressed to kill- masked and hooded up |
| Let me see some hands in the air, faster put 'em up |
| These kids been on the wrong path since school been up |
| Used to have no class since they quit class, they movin' up |
| Looked in envy at the kids dressed to kill with the newest stuff |
| Two volcanoes, the lava would soon erupt |
| One pulled the trigger by mistake and he screwed it up |
| The cops will catch up with them soon enough |
| Though they’re dressed to kill like track stars runnin' to Jupiter |
| But the moon is up |
| So they stay and fight ever since the upbringing the youths were tough |
| The night’s peaceful until the boys in blue showed up |
| All dressed to kill and that’s what they’re doing now |
| Cold world- better get dressed to kill |
| Warm blood- specially freshly spilled |
| Cotton- picked with the best of deals |
| Slavery- that’s how the west was built |
| Such a cold world- better get dressed to kill |
| Warm blood- specially freshly spilled |
| Cotton — picked with the best of deals |
| Slavery |
| Two kids and their family leaving their roof above |
| A pot a cook but the food no nuff |
| In our country we’re hunted we’re punished whenever the mood is such |
| Some dress to kill another military coup d’estats |
| That’s we gotta move on up |
| To the countries in the north where they Euroshop |
| Streets full of cars and the stores yo they full of stuff |
| Ladies dressed to kill but their beauty cost |
| In an office a man say «there ain’t no foolin' us» |
| Behind his desk all day only knowing computer love |
| Sendin' em back home with a sorry but the rules are tough |
| He’s dressed to kill — black tie and suited up |
| Then when the moon is up |
| The family decide to stay and fight and the youths are tough |
| But peaceful until the boys in blue showed up |
| All dressed to kill and that’s what they’re doing now |
| Cold world- better get dressed to kill |
| Warm blood — specially freshly spilled |
| Cotton — picked with the best of deals |
| Slavery- that’s how the West was built |
| Such a cold world- better get dressed to kill |
| Warm blood- specially freshly spilled |
| Cotton- picked with the best of deals |
| Slavery |
| We all getting dressed up for the feast |
| In all forms of uniforms of brutality |
| All down from the West and up to the East |
| Wolves howlin' at the Moon it’s such lunacy |
| Ready to slaughter the children again |
| A son, another daughter, we kill them again |
| 'Cus we wanna look good we wanna follow the trends |
| Wheel it up and bring it back again and again |
| Ready to slaughter the children again |
| A son, another daughter, we kill them again |
| 'Cus we wanna look good we wanna follow the trends |
| It’s such a cold world- better get dressed to kill |
| Warm blood- specially freshly spilled |
| Cotton- picked with the best of deals |
| Slavery-that's how the west was built |
| Cold world- better get dressed to kill |
| Warm blood — specially freshly spilled |
| Cotton — picked with the best of deals |
| Slavery |
| Get a drummer some |
| Ooh, aha |
| A ha, aha |
| Cheer |