Bongwater - Crime lyrics

The clouds cut like lightening

Isn't that frightening?

Like warm lines on ice

Not very nice

Fire on jet masters men out of life

Napalm and men are like Judas & Christ

You were yellow or red and then black & blue

I never could take my pretty eyes off of you

We saw them running and we put them in line

HOW DID THEY WIN against a 300 mile an hour CRIME?

I'm wired with fire

No one can bust me

No one can find...

No one can fell me