Ribcage Songtext
von The Bronx
Ribcage Songtext
We′re not here to entertain you
We don't care about your rights
Last night there was a crime wave
And no one survived!
Give us an explanation
What′s your alibi?
Were you working at the factory
Did you work till daylight?
This is an interrogation
For information that you're hiding
Under the lonely spotlight
The tensions too tight so stop fighting
You're gonna spill your guts out
Crack like stained glass eventually
Our witnesses can place you at the scene
So you best come clean
The public demand an answer
The city′s on high alert
Give us your confession
And no one gets hurt
Don′t make this worse
This is an interrogation for information that you're having
Under the lonely spotlight the tensions too tight so stop fighting
You′re gonna spill your guts out flat like stained glass eventually
Our witnesses can place you at the scene so you best come clean
This is an interrogation
For informatio that you're hiding
Under the lonely spotlight
The tensions too tight
So stop fighting
You′re gonna spill your guts out
Crack like stained glass eventually
Our witnesses can place you at the scene
So you best come clean
We don't care about your rights
Last night there was a crime wave
And no one survived!
Give us an explanation
What′s your alibi?
Were you working at the factory
Did you work till daylight?
This is an interrogation
For information that you're hiding
Under the lonely spotlight
The tensions too tight so stop fighting
You're gonna spill your guts out
Crack like stained glass eventually
Our witnesses can place you at the scene
So you best come clean
The public demand an answer
The city′s on high alert
Give us your confession
And no one gets hurt
Don′t make this worse
This is an interrogation for information that you're having
Under the lonely spotlight the tensions too tight so stop fighting
You′re gonna spill your guts out flat like stained glass eventually
Our witnesses can place you at the scene so you best come clean
This is an interrogation
For informatio that you're hiding
Under the lonely spotlight
The tensions too tight
So stop fighting
You′re gonna spill your guts out
Crack like stained glass eventually
Our witnesses can place you at the scene
So you best come clean
Writer(s): Ford Joby J, Caughthran Matt, Vik Jorma, Magers Brad, Mochikoshi Horne Ken Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com