Memphis lyrics

Artist  : White zombie 
Song : Memphis
 
get your head down bite the dust interiors rolling
on another brotherhood of the gun clean up this
town back to the wall pecos, texas flanked by the
law got a rocket skull mantle piece boy, kiss the
holy ground but will success spoil rock hunter?
in an o rnamental maggot cave let her go let her
go let her go. Now Pat Garrett fired that
proverbiable shot in the dark, but it was not
aimed a Billy the Kid, it was not aimed at St.
John it was meant for the secret consealed in a
poker-face rustler (yea) poker -face. glass eyes
blood a sucker's need "it's public health",
groans Mr. Seed not a lunchtime Rat in my car
crunching that Atlas wheel yea, expensive like my
wife expensive like my boring life some straight
ass bitch cries "hey!" "this is what you need"
but an omni fool sings a dog song but it only
takes an instant sandpaper tongues scratching
creation creation creation minutes before his
exection he was proclaimed a hero, minutes before
he was another dancing corpse sporting some
homemade fine tattoos y ea! Homemade in a
Memphis