Letra de Lexicon Devil
I'm a lexicon devil with a battered brain
And I'm lookin' for a future - the world's my aim
So gimme gimme your hands
And I'm lookin' for a future - the world's my aim
So gimme gimme your hands
Gimme gimme your minds
Gimme gimme this
Gimme gimme tha-yea-yea-t...
I want toy tin soldiers that can push and shove
I want gunboy rovers that'll wreck this club
I'll build you up and level your heads
We'll run it my way cold men and politics dead...
I'm a lexicon devil with a battered brain
And I'm lookin' for a future - the world's my aim
So gimme gimme your hands
Gimme gimme your minds
Gimme gimme this
Gimme gimme tha-yea-yea-t...
I'll get silver guns to drip old blood
Let's give this establishment joke a shove
We're gonna wreak havoc on this rancid mill
I'm searchin' for something even if I'm killed...
I'm a lexicon devil with a battered brain
And I'm lookin' for a future - the world's my aim
So gimme gimme your hands
Gimme gimme your minds
Gimme gimme this
Gimme gimme tha-yea-yea-t...
Empty out your pockets - you don't need their change
I'm giving you the power to rearrange
Together we'll run to the highest prop
Tear it down and let it drop... away...
I'm a lexicon devil with a battered brain
And I'm lookin' for a future - the world's my aim
So gimme gimme your hands
Gimme gimme your minds
Gimme gimme this
Gimme gimme tha-yea-yea-t...
Gimme gimme this
Gimme gimme tha-yea-yea-t...
I want toy tin soldiers that can push and shove
I want gunboy rovers that'll wreck this club
I'll build you up and level your heads
We'll run it my way cold men and politics dead...
I'm a lexicon devil with a battered brain
And I'm lookin' for a future - the world's my aim
So gimme gimme your hands
Gimme gimme your minds
Gimme gimme this
Gimme gimme tha-yea-yea-t...
I'll get silver guns to drip old blood
Let's give this establishment joke a shove
We're gonna wreak havoc on this rancid mill
I'm searchin' for something even if I'm killed...
I'm a lexicon devil with a battered brain
And I'm lookin' for a future - the world's my aim
So gimme gimme your hands
Gimme gimme your minds
Gimme gimme this
Gimme gimme tha-yea-yea-t...
Empty out your pockets - you don't need their change
I'm giving you the power to rearrange
Together we'll run to the highest prop
Tear it down and let it drop... away...
I'm a lexicon devil with a battered brain
And I'm lookin' for a future - the world's my aim
So gimme gimme your hands
Gimme gimme your minds
Gimme gimme this
Gimme gimme tha-yea-yea-t...
DARBY CRASH, PAT SMEAR
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