Great Halls Of Fire

Gotta do what it takes to become the hellhound
 Send that package of badass blitz down your fucking spine
 You've gotta know gotta flow to sing, sing, sing, sing hi ho
 Get a piece of the action, a little attraction, it's Friday night
 So you're bitter and your life is a bore
 You'd better get up goin' twist a little more
 Take a swing, wanna sing, wanna dance
 Put on hold, it's so cold, am I getting old?
 I'll write a summer song in pure desperation
 I'm looking out, and the train has left the station
 Take a swing, wanna sing, wanna dance
 Put on hold, it's so cold, am I getting old?
 I'll write a summer song in pure desperation
 I'm looking out, and the train has left the station
 Do you know what it takes to pass by unsound?
 It's like livin' the wind's life somehow
 Do you really wanna do that now?
 But I don't want, I don't hunt
 That damned, damned, damned cold ride
 I want heat, I want beat
 I want to sin, sin, sin, sin in my life
 So you're bitter and your life is a bore
 You'd better get up goin', twist a little more
 Take a swing, wanna sing, wanna dance
 Put on hold, it's so cold, am I getting old?
 I'll write a summer song in pure desperation
 I'm looking out, and the train has left the station
 Take a swing, wanna sing, wanna dance
 Put on hold, it's so cold, am I getting old?
 I'll write a summer song in pure desperation
 I'm looking out and the train has left the station
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 You'd better get up goin', twist a little more
 Take a swing, wanna sing, wanna dance
 Put on hold, it's so cold, am I getting old?
 I'll write a summer song in pure desperation
 I'm looking out, and the train has left the station
 Take a swing, wanna sing, wanna dance
 Put on hold, it's so cold, am I getting old?
 I'll write a summer song in pure desperation
 I'm looking out, and the train has left the station
 Turning left, turning left, turning right
 I am ease, I am sleaze, a bit of dynamite
 So I was told that seeing is believin'
 Well, I don't know, but I haven't got this feeling
 Turning left, turning left, turning right
 I am ease, I am sleaze, a bit of dynamite
 So I was told that seeing is believin'