'Cause I still got a lot of leavin' left to do I guess the Lord made me hard to handle So lovin' me might be a long shot gamble So before you go and turn me on Be sure that you can turn me loose These old boots still got a lot of ground They ain't

One shot at glory Let me hear the battle cry Calling on the wind Let me see the banners fly Before the storm begins Let me feel the spirits soar Destroy the enemy Striking at the evil core For all the world to see

A double secret agent And he was paid to kill With cold steel magnum force is how the man possessed the skill He shot a man in Paris He did a job in L.A. And if the price was right, he'd surely Take your life away Wanted, dead or alive, blood for money,

And then it's all gone One minute you're on top Making your heart stop The next you're not, watch it drop Just before you hit the floor The next you're not, missed your shot You think you've won Now it's all gone There are just too many times that people

I connected all the dots (Connected all the dots) Pulled that foreign out that lot (That foreign out that lot) Moved the family to the 'docks (Boondocks) Put some diamonds in my watch (Diamonds in my watch) Ballin' like a big shot Ballin' like a big

Forty days of shotguns and barbed wire fences Forty nights to sit an listen, to the midnight train to Memphis Midnight train to Memphis Well, judge looked down gave me forty days Instead of the fine that I could not pay Said walk right you'll soon be

Detox just to retox So boycott love Nobody wants to hear you sing about tragedy And I'd promise you anything for another shot at life Imperfect boys With their perfect ploys Doc, there's a hole where something was. What a match, I'm coming apart at the

Disimula detrás de las gafas ese arrebato negro Otro shot bartender, que esto es afuego Danny Fornaris Esto es king of kings Mami justo desde ahora comenzó tu jangueo Suéltate el pelo Vamos sin miedo Justo desde ahora comenzó tu jangueo Suéltate el pelo,

I'll keep the life that I've got Hey, I'm not Synthetica, oh I'll keep the life that I've got, oh Some of us are wild ones, ever under wanted, Lining up in the background, Waiting for the crap shot to be seen In the shadow of the big screen, Everybody

Killer, ripper, who are you Take a look into the mirror then you will know Heaven fire up my blood I'm waiting for something that's better Down on his knees he sees the devil weeping/whinging his tongue Mr. Cadillac doesn't even know he's been fighting