I was hunting a mouse with a broom tonight and every rock day will be a real life
Now with your pink guitar we gona to sky
You gona let me realize
Get down and claim
Feel The pain
Get down and claim
Keep your pray and just
Get down and claim
Your bones Will break with your faith
Lets Rock Rock wall street skulls
A great band is made up of talented but with rock in the heart it can get better
We may not be anyone but tomorrow we will be best weapon
Executives look like guitarists, tables are stages pencils are drumsticks
Offices full of the living dead
Just let them shout shout shout
Get down and claim
Feel The pain
Get down and claim
Keep your pray and just
Get down and claim
Your bones Will break with your faith
Lets Rock Rock wall street skulls
Hate and anger drive me crazy messing with the things that I like
Who do they think they are, but they don't go that far
If you continue you will get a big scar
But with this song I will prove to you that Wall Street Skulls will blow your mind
The sound the Pain The lies The Fame
A band with a frightening sound will rise in the flames
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