Death to the Infidels Songtext
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Death to the Infidels Songtext
I′ve been around the world and I seem to find everything I'm looking for in uncertainty, say
Roll the dice take a chance, take a joyride, one for fun, six for kicks, it′s a revelation
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
The future been and gone, leave the past behind, everything your living for is uncertain
Say you're fine; crack a smile, say your uptight, one for fun, six for kicks, it's a revelation
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
So don′t blame us for lack of inspiration when the whole world′s run by a TV station
It's a pre packed like, numbered and bar coded, we′re looking down the barrel as we get down loaded
This is going out like a dedication, we're the microchip kings of a cardboard nation
Then brakes are going down as we shift into top gear, leave a sign on the planet saying nothing to hear
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
Roll the dice take a chance, take a joyride, one for fun, six for kicks, it′s a revelation
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
The future been and gone, leave the past behind, everything your living for is uncertain
Say you're fine; crack a smile, say your uptight, one for fun, six for kicks, it's a revelation
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
So don′t blame us for lack of inspiration when the whole world′s run by a TV station
It's a pre packed like, numbered and bar coded, we′re looking down the barrel as we get down loaded
This is going out like a dedication, we're the microchip kings of a cardboard nation
Then brakes are going down as we shift into top gear, leave a sign on the planet saying nothing to hear
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
DEATH TO THE INFIDELS
Writer(s): James Butler, Ritch Battersby, Ralph Jezzard Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com