Thrust!

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📅 Rok: 1992
✍️ Text: Rob Zombie 🎵 Hudba: White Zombie
Thrust in deep there are no limitations - Wing shaped constellations everywhere now - Creep, babe, creep your life\'s a suicide and I said \"I\'m gonna ride it\" She don\'t care now -Yeah! Maybe - the night ride gonna bleed - Yeah! Maybe - this is what ch\'all need! Sink\'n deep into your destination dig the demolition everywhere, now - Creep, babe, creep into your ring \'o\' fire - Burned out on the wire - She don\'t care, now - Yeah! Maybe - the night ride gonna bleed - Yeah! Maybe - this is what ch\'all need! Open The darkness an hour later to the minute (moment) move under the guilty she went deep into the corner - Snap dog city hypnotize and break the mercury - Rig test - Oil inject freak hallucination - Shot through the backdoor buzz a whirling locomotion West straight to another Through the sea of love - Life on the line - Still in time - You will find \"She has gone away.\" Don\'t ask why - super sky - live or die \"She has gone away.\" Figure this - no more, sis - Spanish kiss. \"She has gone away.\" Thrust into a diamond generation - Dexceleration everywhere - Up from hell a missile to the moon and zero to the 3 and 4 and 5 and Yeah! Maybe - the night ride gonna bleed - Yeah! Maybe - this is what y\'all need! How fast can you really move me Come on, come on, come on, come on, yeah! A ritual electro-nation - yow!!

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