| Train-train burning like a absolute, | |
| Drunk with the love of the fire | |
| Brain-brain burning and the leather boot. | |
| Kicking like he never gets tired... | |
| I saw the coming of the faster than light speed, | |
| Burning track, conventional fool | |
| Wham-crack-bam-slap | |
| Far out of sight speed, | |
| Hammered like a kicking mule | |
| Here we come now, here we go | |
| Need you now, no mistakes | |
| Stand up tall and give me, | |
| What it takes | |
| Hit the ground running, | |
| I was faster than the light speed | |
| Burning before my feet hit the floor | |
| Damn machine gunning | |
| Kept me far out of sight feed, | |
| Pull the shades and lock all the | |
| 1-2-3-Door | |
| I saw the coming-coming, into the void | |
| And I was drunk with the love of the fire | |
| Was a knock-down, drag-out | |
| Never fail me boots | |
| I was kicking like I never get | |
| 1-2-3-More | |
| Need you now, no mistakes | |
| Stand up tall and give me, | |
| What it takes | |
| Need you now, I'm not afraid | |
| Stand up straight and kick me | |
| If that's what it takes | |
| Little hot, a little cold | |
| A little young is growing old | |
| A little prick, a little bold, | |
| Never did what he was told | |
| I'll tell ya why you're feeling bad, | |
| A little played, a little sad | |
| A little more you never had, | |
| A little sane is going mad | |
| Seems you had enough of me, | |
| Enough or more eternity | |
| I'll tell you what I'm going to be, | |
| I'm going to be your misery | |
| And when you feel you're going to break, | |
| Say your prayers for goodness sake | |
| We're going to see what you can take, | |
| We're going to see now what it takes | |
| Count it as you did before, count it out 2-2-3-4 | |
| Count it when you're going to break | |
| Count it out it's what it takes | |
| Count it when you're feeling bad, | |
| Count it when you're going mad | |
| Count on me for goodness sake, | |
| Count on it and what it takes | |
| What it takes |
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