Fallout 3 Songtext
von Dan Bull
Fallout 3 Songtext
Nevermind a Rolex, I′ve got my Pip-Boy
And I'm ready to make some
Capital in the Capitol.
Ever since they dropped
The atomic bomb
You′ve been holed up in Vault 101
And since your momma's gone
You've focused on abilities
Perception, endurance, intelligence, agility.
Your skill in these categories is clear
And apparently you′ll be needing them
Since your daddy′s disappeared.
Now you're a big boy
Got your own Pip-Boy
What you need to succeed is a pistol
To destroy anybody that′s dumb
Enough to look for trouble over here.
I've had it up to here
With the fucking overseer
Kill him or go with stealth
Don′t let nobody see it
Now your over ground and out
And the coast is clear
Here, a wild frontier is what we see
A post-apocalyptic Washington D.C
You should be heading on whatever the direction
But if your a clever one you'll be
Visiting Megaton
You′ll meet the residents
And the sheriff Lucas Sims
Now you can help him out or end up shooting him
This sort of drama can cause your karma to deminish
But you do what you do what you need to
When you choose to win
It's law of the wasteland
So all of you waste-mans aught to stay back
Or get a tool in your face and
When i pull out my strap
And activate the V.A.T.S
There's no way that I′ll let these twats escape the blast
I′ll blaze away but the way my
Rads are rasing fast
A supermutant high on psycho couldn't
Take my ass!
I′ve never seen a blade of grass
This place is shit
So I need to locate the Garden of Eden creation-kit
But before I do that, man it's time for action
I have got to find the balance in between the rival factions The battle′s gettin' hyperactive, radioactive
Reilly′s rangers, talons and the salvage raiders
Packed in with conflict with the enclave crushing
Us under the heel but I keep it bloody real
With the Brotherhood of Steel.
We're heading for the war to end all wars
Not to mention all the sentry bots
Centaurs and deathclaws.
You best pack a deadly force
Or you'll end up getting mauled
If you think that just a stimpack is plentiful
Level up, get better heavy weapons and perks
′Cause no matter how hard you are
There′s an enemy worse
(Ladadadada)
Its the motha-fucking D.A.W.G.
THREE-DOG!!!
(Ladadada)
I'm on the radio in fallout 3
You better make your way to Rivet City
And speak to Dr.Lee
About project purity
Will you install John Henry Eden′s FEV
Or will you connect the GECK and set the people free?
And I'm ready to make some
Capital in the Capitol.
Ever since they dropped
The atomic bomb
You′ve been holed up in Vault 101
And since your momma's gone
You've focused on abilities
Perception, endurance, intelligence, agility.
Your skill in these categories is clear
And apparently you′ll be needing them
Since your daddy′s disappeared.
Now you're a big boy
Got your own Pip-Boy
What you need to succeed is a pistol
To destroy anybody that′s dumb
Enough to look for trouble over here.
I've had it up to here
With the fucking overseer
Kill him or go with stealth
Don′t let nobody see it
Now your over ground and out
And the coast is clear
Here, a wild frontier is what we see
A post-apocalyptic Washington D.C
You should be heading on whatever the direction
But if your a clever one you'll be
Visiting Megaton
You′ll meet the residents
And the sheriff Lucas Sims
Now you can help him out or end up shooting him
This sort of drama can cause your karma to deminish
But you do what you do what you need to
When you choose to win
It's law of the wasteland
So all of you waste-mans aught to stay back
Or get a tool in your face and
When i pull out my strap
And activate the V.A.T.S
There's no way that I′ll let these twats escape the blast
I′ll blaze away but the way my
Rads are rasing fast
A supermutant high on psycho couldn't
Take my ass!
I′ve never seen a blade of grass
This place is shit
So I need to locate the Garden of Eden creation-kit
But before I do that, man it's time for action
I have got to find the balance in between the rival factions The battle′s gettin' hyperactive, radioactive
Reilly′s rangers, talons and the salvage raiders
Packed in with conflict with the enclave crushing
Us under the heel but I keep it bloody real
With the Brotherhood of Steel.
We're heading for the war to end all wars
Not to mention all the sentry bots
Centaurs and deathclaws.
You best pack a deadly force
Or you'll end up getting mauled
If you think that just a stimpack is plentiful
Level up, get better heavy weapons and perks
′Cause no matter how hard you are
There′s an enemy worse
(Ladadadada)
Its the motha-fucking D.A.W.G.
THREE-DOG!!!
(Ladadada)
I'm on the radio in fallout 3
You better make your way to Rivet City
And speak to Dr.Lee
About project purity
Will you install John Henry Eden′s FEV
Or will you connect the GECK and set the people free?
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