Lyrics Rat Race - Brody Dalle
I
got
a
gun
pointed
at
the
rat
race
Got
my
own
private
road
to
hell
I
got
a
tree,
it
grows
money
But
it′s
growing
old
and
it's
winter
now
I′m
a
sure
fire
assassin
Not
so
sure
of
what
I'm
meant
to
do
Am
I
meant
to
kill?
Am
I
meant
to
thrill?
I'm
gonna
burn
this
city
down
′Cos
this
city
run
me
around
I′m
gonna
burn
this
town
to
the
ground
Ain't
no
worry,
I′m
all
fired
up
Walk
on
air,
thin
air
Come
back
down
to
us
forever
Don't
leave
now,
we′ll
rest
together
Your
beating
heart
is
down
below
There
are
open
wounds
in
the
bedroom
Follow
trails
of
his
bloody
gauze
We're
all
going
down
If
you
don′t
heal
I'm
gonna
burn
this
city
down
'Cos
this
city
run
me
around
I′m
gonna
burn
this
town
to
the
ground
Ain′t
no
worry,
I'm
all
fired
up
I′m
gonna
cut
the
chord
to
the
man
who
holds
me
down
under
him
I'm
gonna
cut
the
chord
to
the
man
who
holds
me
down
under
him
I′m
gonna
cut
the
chord
to
the
man,
set
me
free,
rule
my
world
again
I'm
gonna
burn
this
city
down
′Cos
this
city
run
me
around
I'm
gonna
burn
this
town
to
the
ground
Ain't
no
worry,
I′m
all
fired
up
Ain′t
no
worry,
I'm
all
fired
up
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