HANGING AROUND THIS RUSTY TOWN
DOWN ON MY BEAT
PARTYING DOWN WITH A GUNSHOT SOUND
BLOOD ON THE STREET
WHAT DOES YOUR LIFE AMMOUNT TO
NOT MUCH TO THEM
ONE OF THESE NIGHTS THE BELLS GONA RING
AND YOUR TIME WILL END
CHORUS
ROLLIN THE DICE PUT IN THE CAGE
SENTENCED TO DEATH
YOU REALIZE YOUR ON YOUR WAY
TO YHE DEVILS DEN
FIGHTING OUT ON THE STREET YOUR ON YOUR OWN
I DONT KNOW WHY YOU WALK DOWN THAT WAY
ITS A ONEWAY ROAD
LATE AT NIGHT WHEN THE SUN DONT SHINE
YOUR ON THE PROWELL
DRINKING AWAY THAT GASOLINE
ITS GONA TAKE YOU DOWN
CHORUS
DOWN ON YOUR GRAVE THE FUTURE WILL READ
THE BLOODY SIN
ALL OF THE CRIMES YOUR EYES HAVE SEEN
PUT BEFORE HIM
THE JUDGEMENT LIES UPON THE THRONE
OF THE KING
JESUS CHRIST CAN CLEAN YOUR SOUL
AND WASH IT CLEAN
CHORUS
