Audrey Horne tales from the crypt

Bright lights, big city,
Tonight the skids are coming to town
We're gonna paint it up in bright colors,
Like Davie Lee back in '83
Ohh, we're still standing alone
Ohh, we're good at being alone
Get the gear, rip it up, tear it all down
Repeat pattern in a different town
We look sharp, though we ain't going nowhere
We lost the battle, we lost the fight
We're alright, until we're not
And then we just start over again
We're gonna paint it up in bright colors
Like Mr. Sixx back in '86
Ohh, we're still standing alone
Ohh, we're good at being alone
We tell tales from our days in a broken down van
Singing we shall overcome you all
Let me go, rocknroll on the radio
We bring the matches, the fuel and we're coming to town
Ohh, we're still standing alone
Ohh, we're good at being alone
We lock good though we aint going nowhere
We're still standing alone
Ohh, we're good at being alone
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