Carnage rules! Rockin' and rollin' my way through town, Yeah, baby, I get around, Make mine murder, paint the town red, Squash any spider, hanging
the gospel to yourself is fine On a bus stop in the town 'We rule the school' Written for anyone to read and to see On a bus stop in the town 'We rule
bit bit by bit Everyone's going to be free But they'll have to agree to be free They'll have to agree to be less free than me 'Cos I rule the world
don't come easy, maybe just for fools Some say life is a struggle now It's a game now, just gotta know the rules Gotta know the rules Most people go
rule the night Immortal dogs of war, we rule the night And we stand by the oath we swore Till the last ones falls, we rule the night We rule the night
me? I'm breaking the law If you don't give me more than public attention I'm breaking the rules gonna act like a fool (I'm breaking the rule) I'm crossing
Best friend, I see you in the end Broken for a while but maybe we could mend Best friend, I'm feeling a lot of love And filling up my time again I'll
I've said everything I could feel Think everything I could think Heard every word without listening I'm a dick
Well, baby just look at Lou Well, you do what you wanna do And nothing less for you Well, whatever will get you through Now Satan will seem like a typical
I'll take the blame if I ever want to For what my little brain has been through I know to say things I never meant to To seem a little sane 'cause that
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People keep crawling in Hey hey, we gotta rise today Can't seem to find what I want you for I open my eyes and I wake on the floor You open the door
[Begin Spoken] And for their final number, it's a fast-driving rave-up with the Dandy Warhols' sixteen minutes. [End Spoken] I'm not tired. I'm not bad
That's not your bottle Nor what's inside I guess they brought it Just for them How did you get in? That's fucking right None of my friends would bother
I like to hold on my baby She likes to hold on me too Like something for nothing That she can hold onto Where we been lately? Second Avenue To call on
You're my ride, I'm out my window It's alright if you've got candy-o You're so cool and not much older But you know how to drive, baby you're my ride
The road, baby is tight, And we roll, baby, you know tonight. There's a full pie in the sky And it pulls, baby, you know to ride. It's fair because I
If you just try telling me why Wise and old, still I know the sun And built cities where the rivers run Telling me why, if you just try Just try telling