Текст песни Powerman 5000 - 20 Miles To Texas, 25 To Hell

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Well, well, well... The world's first decapitated percussionist, Jordan. The first beater lost... Welcome, folks, to WKUL. Just left of Hell on the dial. Just right of--yes, thank you very much. I'd like to send this out to all the southern brothers and sisters. It's a brand new one, it's called "20 Miles to Texas, 25 to Hell" 20 miles to Texas, 25 to Hell Where the weather's hotter I could never tell Spend most of my days doing nothing but no good Seems like I was born to be misunderstood 20 miles to Texas!! 25 to Hell!! 20 miles to Texas, 25 to Hell I was born for stealing I wasn't made to sell Carved out of bone and ash, steel, dirt, concrete An arm for an arm a leg for a leg One dead end street 20 miles to Texas!! 25 to Hell!! Fire's on the side of the road people toe to toe Warm your hands on burning blood I gotta go... go 20 miles to Texas, 25 to Hell If she ever loved me, I could never tell Spend most of my days doing nothing but no good Seems like I was born to be misunderstood

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