Agent 51 - Air Raid Lyrics
YEA! Wanna tell you a storyAbout a friend of mine in the penWhen the gavel fell and the lock down cellHe swore he'd have his revengeI aint taking about killing noHe aint the killing kindJust big ass racks and mosh stacksBeer, fire, whiskey and wineAIR RAIDThe city's on flame with the rock n rollAIR RAIDThe next day they decidedThat getting out was the wayWith a big cigar he took his guitarAnd dug his way to the stage? and the ace of spadesThey try dragging him downBut no one knew what he was gonna doAnd sirens rang all around