Ricky was a young boy, He had a heart of stone. Lived 9 to 5 and worked his fingers to the bone. Just barely got out of school, came from the edge of town. Fought like a switchblade so no one could take him down. He had no money, oooh no good at home. He walked the streets a soldier and he fought the world alone And now it's
18 and life You got it 18 and life you know Your crime is time and it's 18 and life to go
--------------------------------------------------------------------------- In the end they will lay their freedom at our feet and say to us, 'Make us your slaves, but feed us.'
That may beat bacon, but it definitely beats the screechings of ex-Skid Row frontman Sebastian Bach.
W-wha-What?
Nothing beats bacon.
I call BS.
I didn't say it did. I said it may.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------- In the end they will lay their freedom at our feet and say to us, 'Make us your slaves, but feed us.'
I feel so mad I feel so angry I feel so callous So lost, confused, again I feel so cheap So used, unfaithful Let's start over Let's start over
--------------------------------------------------------------------------- And it might sound funny, but I would buy a O-Z just to get you in my bedroom.
Awesome.
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