| Hot … and I’m hotter
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| Runnin' on the razor’s edge, a disaster
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| Hot, get ready
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| We gotta rock until we drop
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| Out in the streets, people live in fear
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| We see it in their eyes
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| We’re out, out of control
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| Rockin' to hell
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| And heaven’s on fire
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| We’re out, out of control
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| Rockin' to hell
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| We’re out of control — Hey!
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| The earth is breakin' up
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| Showin' his head, the beast spits fire
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| He’s too hot to handle
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| His ears are sharp as the horns of a bull
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| He’s rising up from hell and above the roar
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| He seems to smile at me
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| We’re out — Out of control
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| We’re out — out, out
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| We’re out — We’re out of control
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| Hey!
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| We’re out — Out of control
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| We jump on down through the gates of hell
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| The big deciever has a lot to sell
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| The virgin women, the drugs and gold
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| He don’t want our music … but he wants our souls
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| You know there’s no escape from here
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| The devil’s dancin' and screamin'
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| We’re out — Out of control
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| We’re out — Out of control
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| We’re out — Out, out
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| We’re out — Out of control
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| We’re out — Out of control
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| Rockin' to hell … and heaven’s on fire
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| We’re out — Out of control
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| We’re out — Out, out
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| We’re out — Ow!
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| We’re out — Ow!
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| We’re out — Out of control
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| We’re out |