Текст песни Adam Ant - Anger Inc.
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Adam ant/marco pirroniLegend has it in forty sevenFour thousand bikes met a force of sevenFourth of july was the timeIn a town called hollisterAt the uphill climbPoor jack kerouacRiding with his paperback camusIn the pocket of his army fatiguesIts kind of hard to spend your timeKeeping cans of soup in lineWhen youve been the waist gunnerOn a b.17 singingAnger incorporatedAngerAnger incorporatedAngerWhoever you areThey will scareNo friend of hoodlums anywhereLike john dillinger -- number oneCrime crazy filthiness all rolled into oneBorn in the shadow of the boozefightersIn tiny bars and up all nightersTerrorizing the local staffCool and crazyTwo wheeled luftwaffe