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Belew Adrian Twang Bar King

Hey, the makings of a real event He slices through the urban air, Immediate and confident Yes, he's riding on a sonic wave Defining a modern pose Arriving

She arrives like a Limo Smooth and moving On the prowl through the crowd To the beat of the city She glows in the dark Wherever she parks Concrete crumbles

You tell lies thinking I can't see You can't cry 'cause you're laughing at me I'm down (I'm really down) I'm down (Down on the ground) I'm down (I'm really

You're a monster, baby You're a super killer I want to be wiff you, I love ya You're a super monster killer Show me your rhino thang

Well I wrestle with my toothbrush each morning at noon I stumble into the bathroom and have my shampoo I'm livin' in a suitcase; lookin' for a call Leerin

I'm a lone rhinoceros There ain't one hell of a lots of us left in this world I stand alone in my concrete cell Where people stare and toss me coke cans

I recall as a boy we would hop the freights Wasn't nothin' but a kick back then There was no better thrill for my anxious heart Than a long flatcar Headin

There I stood in the night Out on the broken pier Me with my feet in the sea You with your face in the clouds, The man in the moon And as I heard your

I remember everything you said to me Your moody stance, my nervousness, your confidence I remember magnetism in your eyes You told me then without a sound