Firehorse - Machete gang holiday lyrics
rate meU-u-uh, u-u-uh, u-u-uh, u-u-uh
Step outside,
Dodge the muggers and the stabbers like land-mines.
The critics' eyes
The divebombing drunks
They've been drinking themselves blind.
They're all illusions made of sand,
We will fear no man
Not even the machete gangs.
U-u-uh, u-u-uh
You want to feel bad but you won't
We're not sorry.
We want to feel bad but we don't
We're not sorry.
We're not sorry.
We're on our way!!
Up, up, up and away (hey)
Up, up, up and away (hey)
Terminals of preachers
Gunslingers and leeches,
Kamikaze feral cats,
Psychos wielding baseball bats.
They're all illusions made of sand
We will fear no man.
Not even the machete gangs.
Up, up, up and away
Up, up, up and away
Up, up, up and away
Up, up, up and away (he-e-e-ey)
You want to feel bad but you won't
We're not sorry.
We want to feel bad but we don't
We're not sorry.
We're not sorry.
We're on our way!!
Up, up, up and away (He-e-ey)
Up, up, up and away (He-e-ey)
Up, up, up and away (He-e-ey)
Up, up, up and away (He-e-ey)
Up, up, up and away
Into the atmosphere,
Far away from human fear.
Up, up, up and away
Up, up, up and away
Up, up, up and away
Up, up, up and away.
