Working, another victim in the pot
Too many holes in your story, Jean's alright
The run-around runs around and goes to the top
Hot-wired hands, then make them pop
Count down a riot is another no show
Feed our heads and watch them blow
Hey we're alright
We're just lazy and out of sight
The young livers rule tonight
My hands were just untied
So I'm using my fist to buy me time
The run-around runs around and goes to the past
Maude, let the young livers pass
We're so strong and we're so feared
They're gonna look back and never knew we're here
The run-around runs around and goes to the top
Hot-wired hands, then make them pop
Count down a riot is another no show
Feed my head and watch it blow
Rocket From The Crypt - Young Livers Lyrics
Rocket From The Crypt - Young Livers Lyrics
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Working, another victim in the pot
Too many holes in your story, Jean's alright
The run-around runs around and goes to the top
Hot-wired hands, then make them pop
Count down a riot is another no show
Feed our heads and watch them blow
Hey we're alright
We're just lazy and out of sight
The young livers rule tonight
My hands were just untied
So I'm using my fist to buy me time
The run-around runs around and goes to the past
Maude, let the young livers pass
We're so strong and we're so feared
They're gonna look back and never knew we're here
The run-around runs around and goes to the top
Hot-wired hands, then make them pop
Count down a riot is another no show
Feed my head and watch it blow
Too many holes in your story, Jean's alright
The run-around runs around and goes to the top
Hot-wired hands, then make them pop
Count down a riot is another no show
Feed our heads and watch them blow
Hey we're alright
We're just lazy and out of sight
The young livers rule tonight
My hands were just untied
So I'm using my fist to buy me time
The run-around runs around and goes to the past
Maude, let the young livers pass
We're so strong and we're so feared
They're gonna look back and never knew we're here
The run-around runs around and goes to the top
Hot-wired hands, then make them pop
Count down a riot is another no show
Feed my head and watch it blow
Writer: ANDREW WILKIE, ANDREW ROBIN JOHN WILKIE
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, BMG Rights Management, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, BMG Rights Management, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.