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News drug abuse to the future and the hippocrytes cry: who dies next?
And I tell you a story from the underground nothing funny about
Get down to get hyped!
Kill me and no one’s gonna miss me...
Feel the heat of the highway! to the car to the key of reality!
More and more and more and there’s no way back! bored I am .. yes I can!
You may not count in the new world order!
And now it’s time to die cause I can see the sun the end is near I’m feeling high ...
How fast can I run?
Risin’, risin’ to the top the pills are ready to be dropped
1, 2, 3 and 4 - got the joker shoot the score!
Speed! speed! speed! speed! (x4)
Just wouldn’t believe it! just wouldn’t believe it! (x3)
Tomorrow, tomorrow always tomorrow...
There is no future in the weastern dreamin’!
We feel it, we must beat’em ! it’s top late to create a new world!
Alternative living it must be given a chance
Water the problem’s solution! no solution if you can’t use it!
And then I heard the siren of the police
My blood went up to 90 degrees
You can’t see white cats in the snow
Couldn’t catch us...
Oh human being, how low can you go?
Risin’, risin’ to the top....
1, 2, 3 and 4 - got the joker shoot the score!
Speed! speed! speed! speed! (x4)
Just would’t believe it! just would’t believe it! (x3)
Speed!
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Lyrics: Atari Teenage Riot
