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Tekstovi: W.A.S.P.. High On Flames.

Guess I've been bad all my life
Yeah, I've sinned, bad all the time
I should've never learned
To play with fire, oh, no, no

I got my front seat in hell
That my momma said I would get
And all us dirty devils there
Are high tonight

Yeah, I know that I should've learned
If you play with fire, you burn
No deposit, no no return
On my life

Oh, but there's a party down in flames
And I got no time to waste
No, I ain't feeling no pain
Too high to die

Oh, I'm gettin' high on the flames
Oh, I'm gonna ride on the flames
Oh, I'm gettin' high on the flames
Oh, tonight

Oh, I'm gettin' high on the flames
Oh, I'm gonna ride on the flames
Oh, I'm gettin' high on the flames
Too high to die

Oh, I'm gettin' high on the flames
Oh, I'm gonna ride on the flames
Oh, I'm gettin' high on the flames
Oh, tonight

Oh, I'm gettin' high on the flames
Oh, I'm gonna ride on the flames
Oh, I'm gettin' high on the flames
Too high to die

Oh, I'm gettin' high on the flames
Oh, I'm gonna ride on the flames
Oh, I'm gettin' high on the flames
Oh, tonight