TwentyFourSeven
Tin Star
Stakes are high with the backstage Queen
Nothing's for free ridin my limousine
Aim for the white you can't refuse
I'm real bad news getting through to you
You aim low aim low
Comes like rock & roll to you
And I'm sanctified today
I rely on ´lectric dreams
And you lay your eyes on me
Twenty four seven yeah!
I'm a crucified machine
It ain't no sacrifice
As I race the rainbows end
Twenty four seven yeah!
Come undone and you trace my track
Get your blow and paint the world in black
Taste the cream but you can't embrace
Get your load look for better days
You aim low aim low
Such a rock & roll disgrace
I bleed for you twentyfourseven yeah!