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The Frantic Audio Murder

doesn?t know rock-n-roll gold! It?s like audio and murder. Blood spills from your record player And you begin to cover your ears Audio and murder?blood

Just some things you can't ignore Stop to think and think some more When I'm stuck I wish for luck Because I've only got this band It's a Frantic night

She's a little fast car, she can hurt you so I got tired of her speed, so I let her go I tried to tell her, I tried to explain But she couldn't understand

My love for you has turned to hate. In just a few months, I'll be out of the state. Makin' a living with what I do. You'll see babe, that I won't need

A place in my heart and one hundred in my head "I love you, Big Papa!" That's what she said A place in my heart and one hundred in my mind You're the