Nekromantix - Wanted
Tekst :
Well I was riding with my brother on the prairie late one night,
I realized it was full moon and I felt this ancient rage inside,
I jumped off my horse and as I killed it, I heard myself growl,
When I ate up my brother the wolfs up in the hills they began to howl,
I’m wanted, dead or alive, nowhere to run to, nowhere to hide,
I’m wanted dead or alive [2x]
Well I went into the nearest town and I paid a visit to the local morgue,
The sheriff he ran after me but I blew his brain out, just like a dog
Now I’m running I’m being hunted down in every state
I’m so sorry for those nasty things I did but now it’s too late
I’m wanted, dead or alive, nowhere to run to, nowhere to hide,
I’m wanted dead or alive [2x]
[Solo]
I’m wanted, dead or alive, nowhere to run to, nowhere to hide,
I’m wanted dead or alive [2x] Inne utwory
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I guess it?s luck, but it?s the same
Hard luck, you?ve been trying to tame
Maybe it?s love, but it?s like you said
?Love is like a role that we play.?
But, I believe in you so much
I could die for the words...
Ich muss leider euch peinliche Knaben kleinlich zerschlagen
und dann in einer Seitenstraße heimlich begraben,
denn seid einigen Tagen ist Eko wieder broker,
mich prägt das, ich leb das Ghetto Vida Loca,
ich rappe wie auf Koka, wie Pac zu seiner besten Zeit,
schreib ich...
Here I stand before myself
I see somethings out of place
She tasted all my purity
Now there s nothing left to waste
The feeling gets so in my way
It s getting lost in my delivery
The feeling gets so in my way...
In the light, in the daylight it s all wrong
to revel in your memory
the smell of your body
and the seconds that it kept me warm
Now i m coming down,
hitting ground, breaking open
twisted around the sweet sound
of the lies you told when you...
Du hast Figur doch kein Gehirn
dir klebt sexy auf der Stirn
deine Titten sind ein Traum,
sie hängen kaum.
Ich bin leider nicht dein Stil,
denn ich spiele nicht dein Spiel.
Nur eine kann die Schönste sein und das bist du allein.