Autowrecker 2010
Up and running from the underground
With a concrete smile and a dirty sound
Volatile attitude, ain't no saint
Her wicked body covered in grease paint
Autowrecker, my autowrecker...
Yeah shake it out to the night
Come to get you
High tech danger new device
Steel wheels and a heart of ice
Mean streets, you watch your back
A little angel dressed in black
Autowrecker, my autowrecker...
Yeah shake it out to the night
Come to get you
There used to be a place to hide
Where you could have control
But now the door is open wide
You've got to save your soul
Cold and burning, with those eyes
Got a spark that still survives
Shoot it out and make it clean
Crush the one, that made you mean
Autowrecker, my autowrecker...
Yeah shake it out to the night
Come to get you autowrecker...
Copyright 2010 G. Stolberg
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