Ultra-Violence

(アルバム： Speak Of The Devil - 2020)

Nothing in this world is free
Nothing in this world is free
Nothing in this world is free
You gotta take it
You gotta take it

I smell just like gasoline
The captain of the losing team
Nothing in this world is free
You gotta take it
You gotta take it
My landlord won't let me be
I can't find no place to breathe
Nothing in this world is free
You gotta take it
You gotta take it

A couple young clowns
In an old slow town
Just didn't have nothing to do
But grab a big long shovel
And click on the double
That's the trouble they could get into
Old Pete was the leader
So he fired up the Vita
And Jimmy jumped in on his side
Left food on the pedal
Say a prayer to the devil
Oh, that boy sure could drive

It's all just passing you by
(It's all just passing you by)
Feeling like you're barely alive
(Feeling like you're barely alive)
Staring at your cellular form
(Staring at your cellular form)
Pretending that you ain't all alone
(Pretending that you ain't all alone)

I smell just like gasoline
The captain of the losing team
Nothing in this world is free
You gotta take it
You gotta take it
My landlord won't let me be
I can't find no place to breathe
Nothing in this world is free
You gotta take it
You gotta take it

Straight through the light
They passed that pipe
These boys ain't slept days
So when they seen their market
Old Pete just parked it
And Jimmy just got out in a haste
Running amok
Got the shovel out the truck
But not so they could dig
And they don't know science
But ultra-violence
Make a little man sure feel big

Another notch in the belt
(Another notch in the belt)
Wishing you were somebody else
(Wishing you were somebody else)
Staring at your cellular form
(Staring at your cellular form)
Pretending that you ain't all alone
(Pretending that you ain't all alone)

I smell just like gasoline
The captain of the losing team
Nothing in this world is free
You gotta take it
You gotta take it
My landlord won't let me be
I can't find no place to breathe
Nothing in this world is free
You gotta take it
You gotta take it

Forty eight bucks richer
And a postcard picture
Of a place they wish they was
Now Pete say, "Jimmy,
Stop talking silly
You ruining my buzz"
Then his rearview mirror
Got crystal clear
Johnny Law pulled up for the bust
But Old Pete could drive
Like no man alive
Left that pig in a cloud of dust

We're all just going to hell
(We're all just going to hell)
And ain't got nobody to tell
(And ain't got nobody to tell)
Staring at your cellular form
(Staring at your cellular form)
Pretending that you ain't all alone
(Pretending that you ain't all alone)

I smell just like gasoline
The captain of the losing team
Nothing in this world is free
You gotta take it
You gotta take it
My landlord won't let me be
I can't find no place to breathe
Nothing in this world is free
You gotta take it
You gotta take it