| New York’s a goldmine for Rock City Wankers
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| Pilgrims of sleaze and of nocturnal pancake
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| Are you a poet, electrical junkie?
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| Or are you just another little rock city wankie?
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| Saying: I’m gonna have a no-life, low-life 'til I get out
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| Then I get highlife O-o-oh
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| Hope they stare at me while the vicodine is kicking in, kicking in…
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| Oh no! |
| You put a spike into your vein
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| Oh no! |
| (Does it make you think you’ve got)
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| The blood of thunders in your brain
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| You ought to know
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| Just because you’re full of it
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| It doesn’t mean that you’re the shit
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| So take a good look at me
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| Now, here’s some good advice:
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| Try some manners, fuck-face!
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| (I mean it, baby…)
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| Oh, spare me your sunglass-protected analysis
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| Elegant vices — midlife crisis
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| We wanna go wanna see Ligeti-Ligeti, Yeah!
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| Gonna slip outta here in your limousine-dream, said Yeah!
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| Oh no! |
| You put a spike into your vein
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| Oh no! |
| (Does it make you think you’ve got)
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| The blood of thunders in your brain
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| You ought to know
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| Just because you’re full of it
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| It doesn’t mean that you’re the shit
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| So take a good look at me
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| Now, here’s some good advice:
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| Try some manners, fuck-face!
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| I’m gonna have a no-life, low-life 'til I get out
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| Then I get highlife O-o-oh
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| I’m gonna have a no-life, low-life 'til I get highlife
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| I’m gonna have a no-life, High-life is my life |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Rock City Wankers , by - The Ark. Song from the album State Of The Ark, in the genre Поп