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W A S P Business The American Way

for the biggest, it's survival of the fittest Ride on wasteland (show no mercy) A madman's badland (on you) Ride on wasteland (show no mercy) A madman's

: Fifty million miles below my feet There's a lot of people I'd like to meet There's thieves and killers Harlots and whores All were misguided But not

s just to ride in the breeze I'm running today, I'm still bound to stay Don't tread on me cause I'm living to be S-s-s-s-s-savage I'm a fur stroking

anybody hear me If I smash the silence, you'll see what fame has done to me Kiss away the pain and leave me lonely I'll never know if love's a lie Ooh

make you feel bad When you're tryin' to find your way home, You don't know which way to go If you're goin' down South Then there's no work to do, And

it all you got Weighin' in at nineteen stone You're a whole lotta woman A whole lotta woman Whole lotta Rosie Whole lotta Rosie Whole lotta Rosie And you're a

There's a flame, flame in my heart And there's no rain, can put it out And there's a flame, it's burning in my heart And there's no rain, ooh can put

could anybody hear me If I smash the silence, you'll see what fame has done to me Kiss away the pain and leave me lonely I'll never know if love's a

I saw my face in the mirror And now I understand Johathan Jonathan Jonathan.... I'm just a man There was no love to shelter me Love