Cutt Off Testo

Testo Cutt Off

Ah, ah-ah-ah ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah ah
To the backbone, a solar system, he's never come back, so
Ah, ah-ah-ah ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah ah
To the backbone, a solar system, he's never come back, so
And then at Union Station, with a package in his hand
Tied to the suspect, and chancing where he stand
And I don't think you realise he's coming for your neck
And the sound is breaking all around
He's keeping lives in check
Ah, ah-ah-ah ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah ah
To the backbone, a solar system, he's never come back, so
Ah, ah-ah-ah ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah ah
To the backbone, a solar system, he's never come back, so
Making his getaway through a punched-up mirror
He blend into the crowd
Hear the system scream
And all those spies that strikes your hip
Are clinging to their guns
And if you smell those almonds, man, I think you better run
Checkout
Ah, ah-ah-ah ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah ah
John was a scientist, he was hooked on LSD
Ah, ah-ah-ah ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah ah
Interested in mind control and how the monkey held the key
Ah, ah-ah-ah ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah ah
To the backbone, a solar system, he's never come back, so
Ah, ah-ah-ah ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah ah
To the backbone, a solar system, he's never come back, so
Ah, ah-ah-ah ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah ah
To the backbone, a solar system, he's never come back, so
Ah, ah-ah-ah ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah ah
To the backbone, a solar system, he's never come back, so
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