Air Raid Songtext
von Agent 51

YEA!

Wanna tell you a story
About a friend of mine in the pen
When the gavel fell and the locked that cell
He swore he′d have his revenge
I aint talking about killing no
He ain't the killing kind
Just big ass racks and Marshall stacks
Beer, fire, whiskey, and wine

AIR RAID
City′s on flame with the rock n roll
AIR RAID
City's on flame with the rock n roll
AIR RAID
City's on flame with the rock n roll


The next day they decided
That getting out was the way
Lit a big cigar his took his guitar
And dug his way to the stage
When life dealt him the Aces of Spades
They tried dragging him down
But no one knew what he was gonna do
And sirens rang all around

AIR RAID
City′s on flame with the rock n roll
AIR RAID
City′s on flame with the rock n roll
AIR RAID
City's on flame with the rock n roll
AIR RAID
City′s on flame with the rock n roll
AIR RAID
City's on flame with the rock n roll
AIR RAID
City′s on flame with the rock n roll
AIR RAID
City's on flame with the rock n roll
AIR RAID
City′s on flame with the rock n roll