Quincy Punx - Kamikaze

Tekst :

My life is such a fucking bore
I laugh so hard I m gonna choke
I think I m gonna end it all
By shooting up a shopping mall
I ll go out in a blaze of glory
I ll be a front page headline story
Take a thousand people with me
They re gonna call me Kamakazi

[Chorus:]
Kamakazi! Kamakazi!
Crash and Burn

Crashing through the big front doors
in a jacked up 4X4
Uzi blazing in each hand
As I take out the hotdog stand
Lots of mall rats getting sprayed
With fragments from my hand grenades
Toddlers trampled by the crowds
As through the hard my juggernaut plows

Kamakazi! Kamakazi! Crash & Burn!
Kamakazi! Kamakazi! Crash & Burn!
Kamakazi! Kamakazi! No Return!
Kamakazi! Kamakazi! Crash & Burn!

Watch the poseurs try to flee
As I frag the Sam Goody
Rent-o-cops just went their pants
As I spray lead and make em dance
Go out in a blaze of glory
Be a front page headline story
All the psychos idolize me
Copy cat Kamakazis

[Repeat Chorus]

Inne utwory

  • We are the drunks
  • High impact camping
  • Hate on
  • Fuck pc
  • Soldiers of foreskin
  • Part of the problem
  • Machine gun etiquette
  • Pig roast
  • Killer ratings
  • No brain no pain
  • Kill yourself
  • Mutants
  • The list
  • Crack lab
  • 5 State killing spree
  • Heavy metal blackmass
  • Tour
  • Punker than you
  • Losowe utwory

    Hell and bliss

    To explain my madness of you
    To complain of the sadness involved with knowing You
    To forget the revolting thought of going through
    The regret and the healing that I have
    Through my eyes the sky is pretty - and you
    Promis you ll join...

    Rebound

    Bahar:
    Hey, Mr January, you still here?
    Another resolution that I broke this year.
    Made it into february-valentines but your flowers already died.

    Mandy:
    Baby, baby, it s not a love thing.
    I m not mad about it.
    Just getting even on it.
    Baby, baby, it s not a love thing.
    I m not mad about it.

    Chorus:
    You think you...

    Ashes

    Across the Eerie waters,
    Misty covered glass I spied
    A sad procession, snaking down
    The dry and deathly trail.
    And as my telescopic eye
    Focused on the marching line,
    It settled on the fallen crown,
    Now covered with a veil.

    The heavy weight of mourning
    Drew each head to face the ground.
    Muscles tight on bearers arms
    Each body cold...

    Come home

    I don t know why you feel we can t just talk through...
    Not just walk through
    And leave me here

    You leave a note and think that it s a clean break
    No more heartache
    You made that clear

    I wish that I could back track
    Stop time and turn the clocks back
    Unpack your bag whilst...

    Strict machine

    I get high on a buzz
    Then a rush when I m plugged in you
    I connect
    When I m flush
    You get love when told what to do

    Wonderful electric
    Wonderful electric
    Wonderful electric
    Cover me in you