Tekster: Jackyl. Night Of The Living Dead. Push Comes To Shove.

It is a hornet swarming around
Your political correct world is incorrect, I've found
An angry young man is what I became
The day that you got full of yourself and now only you're to blame

Push, push me on off of the ledge
I'm standin' with my toes hangin' over the edge
Not worried 'bout a push comin' down from above
I'm ready for you

Look in my hands it's not what it seems
Touch my hands I been around touch the man
Touch the fist that can shatter your dreams

Push, push me on off of the ledge
I'm standin' with my toes hangin' over the edge
Not worried 'bout a push comin' down from above
I'm ready for you


Push, push me on off of the ledge
I'm standin' with my toes hangin' over the edge
Not worried 'bout a push comin' down from above
I'm ready for you when push comes to shove

Push, push me on off of the ledge
I'm standin' with my toes hangin' over the edge
Not worried 'bout a push comin' down from above
I'm ready for you

Push, I.m on the ledge
I'm standin' with my toes hangin' over the edge
Not worried about a push comin' down from above
I'm ready for you when push comes to shove