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Under a red hot moon
Take a bus downtown to the graveyard shift tonight
Under a red hot moon
Take a bus downtown to the graveyard shift tonight
K.C. she's from Cali, California
She's got a reputation that she didn't ask for
And she's waiting for an escape now
Escape is called the 164
Now K.C. she won't admit when she did wrong
Now K.C. she wants to run run long
She's a punk rocker she don't trust no one
On the south end bus all along
Under a red hot moon
Take a bus downtown to the graveyard shift tonight
Under a red hot moon
Take a bus downtown to the graveyard shift tonight
K.C. was never caught up
Like the rest of the rats in the fucking maze
"Check me out" she said "I'm in a concrete jungle
I'm an individual and you're stuck in a haze"
Oh hell no, she knows what the truth is
Cause she said so, and she knows who her friends are
So fuck you, don't get no closer
It'll only make her run far away
Under a red hot moon
Take a bus downtown to the graveyard shift tonight
Under a red hot moon
Take a bus downtown to the graveyard shift tonight
I knew K.C.'s brother pretty well
Let's say we spent a lot of time hanging out
I always thought and so did he
That she'd be the one to get out of here and make a life for herself
But when we found her in the little league park
In the dugout, it was cold in the dark
And no one knew why she wouldn't wake up
I think she finally made it back home
Under a red hot moon
Take a bus downtown to the graveyard shift tonight
Under a red hot moon
Take a bus downtown to the graveyard shift tonight
One time for your mind, two times for your soul
Three for the graveyard and the money I fold
Pinned down in the city where the sun burns low
No hope, it's a pity, can't say no
It's not my time to go, it's not my time to die
The last thing I want is for my mother to cry
It was love at first bite since the very first night
Things have never been the same since I took my first flight
The way I live my life, I love, I live, I live it
Lost it from the start, you lose you never have it
Unjudged, unleashed, backed up, you don't want it
Stick it for the cash, it's back, now he's fronting
Take two and pass, I'll take two and a half
You bust a motherfucker, I'm out in a flash
Pimped out, high strung, I'm out of control
Head bounced, rocks quake, now I'm ready to roll
Under a red hot moon
Under a red hot moon
Under a red hot moon
Under a red hot moon
Under a red hot moon



Writer(s): Timothy Armstrong, Lars Frederiksen, Rob Aston Copyright: Skinhead Rob Music, You're A Rattlesnake



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