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Misfits Cuts From The Crypt

: Years ago they took from me The only thing I ever loved For I've returned, hear me say There's nowhere to run Vengeance is mine, snap of your spine

: Once upon a long time ago lived a humble puppet maker His son lost and died Blamed himself as he tried To sell his soul ever after I have the power

: I wanna be a New York Ranger I wanna live the life of danger I wanna be a New York Ranger I wanna live the life of danger Whoa oh whoa Whoa oh whoa

: All I feel is pain it seems today A dark angel leads me to evil far beyond the grave Declares me a phantom demon I don't know It just cannot be defied

: We have been waiting for you We have been waiting for you For you We're still waiting for you to come inside You won't be leaving, you are mine I

Once upon a long time ago lived a humble puppet maker His son lost and died Blamed himself as he tried To sell his soul ever after I have the power

See the features of my rage, begin to shoot the fiend without a face, my face. The fever rots, the brain goes numb inside, I feel a blackout comming,

I wanna be a New York Ranger I wanna live the life of danger I wanna be a New York Ranger I wanna live the life of danger Whoa oh whoa Whoa oh whoa

(feat. Robo & Dez from Black Flag) Jealous cowards try to control Rise above, we're gonna rise above They distort what we say Rise above, we're gonna