Paroles de Misery Machine

Man in the front got a sinister grin Careen down highway 666 We wanna go, crush the slow As the pitchfork bends the needles grow My arms are wheels, my legs are wheels My blood is pavement We're going to ride to the abbey of Thelema To the abbey of Thelema Blood is pavement The grill in the front is my sinister grin The bugs in my teeth make me sick, sick, sick The objects may be larger than they appear in the mirror My arms are wheels, my legs are wheels My blood is pavement We're going to ride to the abbey of Thelema To the abbey of Thelema Blood is pavement When you ride, you're ridden When you ride, you're ridden I am fueled by filth and fury Do what I will, I will hurry there, there My arms are wheels, my legs are wheels My blood is pavement My arms are wheels, my legs are wheels My blood is pavement