Gotta get out, gotta shout, gotta sing Gotta dance, gotta jump, gotta run Think I'll fight a war, I don't know what for But I'll learn when I get my gun Well, I left home three days ago I feel like going to bed Open the courts and a new religion Burning through my head Burning through my head Made my way with the fusiliers I even fought my way back home But the front line shifted and my rifle got lifted Had to fight the war on my own Well, I left home three days ago I feel like going to bed Walking downtown gave me cold, cold fingers And my feet were made of lead My feet were made of lead I'll just eat fruit on your doorstep I'll just drink pailfuls of rain I'm but a barnacled warship Singing the fighter's refrain Singing the fighter's Made my way with the Salvation Army Take them on with a tambourine I'll strike down sinners like the old gunslingers Smooth 'em out like margarine Well, I left home three days ago I feel like going to bed Open the courts and a new religion Burning through my head Burning through my head Went to the gambling shop today They had me five to one Heard a voice behind me say Put down the Bible and pick up your gun Well, I left home three days ago I feel like going to bed Water downtown gave me cold, cold fingers And my feet were made of lead My feet were made of lead I'll just eat fruit on your doorstep I'll just drink pailful's of rain I'm but a barnacled warship Singing the fighter's refrain Singing the fighter's

I just walked in with that fire He can get hit with that nine, nigga Yeah, I just walked in too high (Yeah) Racks on me, I ain't signed yet Uh, way too high, think I need a private jet Yeah, that boy, he better not try, send them shots right at his neck Yeah, that Draco hit his flesh (Yeah) Fucked his ho, now he upset (Uh, uh, uh-uh) Fucked his ho, gang screaming neck (Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh) Told the labels, cut the check FN make a nigga wreck Made a hundred off the internet And that Trackhawk sound just like a jet Took his ho, no, he can't get her back Cuffing that ho, that's how you get whacked All these racks just like an ATM Bitch, I fell in love with cash Yeah, I got racks, I'm well off Bitch, I'm cooling in the back Yeah, that nigga fell off, and he still ain't shaking back And I heard them niggas ran off, yeah, they ran off with his stash Yeah, ran off with his bag Uh, ran off with his cash Yeah, I can't cuff these bitches, all these bitches shaking ass Left my old ho in the past Got a lot of niggas mad I just walked in with that fire He can get hit with that nine, nigga Yeah, I just walked in too high (Yeah) Racks on me, I ain't signed yet Yeah, uh, way too high, think I need a private jet Yeah, that boy, he better not try, send them shots right at his neck Yeah, that Draco hit his flesh (Yeah) Fucked his ho, now he upset (Uh, uh, uh-uh) Fucked his ho, gang screaming neck (Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh) Told the labels, cut the check FN make a nigga wreck Made a hundred off the internet And that Trackhawk sound just like a jet Took his ho, no, he can't get her back

Wreck-it Ralph is a giant of a man 9 feet tall with really big hands. Living in a stump on his very own land Until his world went crazy. He was minding his own business on the day they came They showed a piece of paper saying "Eminent Domain". They built an apartment building saying "Progess was to blame." But he got mad, and he turned bad Brick by brick he's gonna take his land back Wreck-it, Wreck-it Ralph as fast as you can You know you can do it with your colossal hands. So don't let Fix-it Felix and that building stand! I'll wreck it, I'll wreck it! I'll fix it, I'll fix it! I'll wreck it, I'll wreck it! I'll fix it, I'll fix it! (You fix it!) Fix-it Felix is a really great guy Watch him get all turbo-charged when he eats a pie. For just a super attendant, he's a super, super guy And everybody loves him. With his trusty tool belt and steel-toed shoes Nicelanders believe that Felix just can't lose. So when Wreck-it Ralph starts to come unglued He doesn't get mad 'cause he's so rad Brick by brick he's gonna build it back! Fix-it, Fix-it Felix as fast as you can Use the magic hammer you got from your old man But you know Wreck-it Ralph won't let that building stand! I'll wreck it, I'll wreck it! I'll fix it, I'll fix it! I'll wreck it, I'll wreck it! I'll fix it, I'll fix it! Every level change, it's getting stronger So be careful, just a little longer You get a medal when your work is through. Just for you! Just for you! Just for you! Wreck-it, Wreck-it Ralph as fast as you can You know you can do it with your colossal hands. So don't let Fix-it Felix and that building stand! I'll wreck it, I'll wreck it! I'll fix it, I'll fix it! Fix-it, Fix-it Felix as fast as you can Use the magic hammer you got from your old man But you know Wreck-it Ralph won't let that building stand! I'll wreck it, I'll wreck it! I'll fix it, I'll fix it! I'll wreck it, I'll wreck it! I'll fix it, I'll fix it! (You fix it!)

Tears of the feeble, hands of the slaves Skin of the mothers, mouths of the babes Building the towers, belongs to the sky When the whole thing comes crashing down don't ask me why Don't ask me why Under the shelf, the shelf of the sky Two eyes, two suns, too heavenly blind Swallowing rivers, belongs to the sea When the whole thing washes away Don't run to me, yeah I'll be going down for the rest of the slide While the rest of you harvest the gold And the wreck of you is the death of you all And the wreck of you is the break and the fall I'm the wreck of you, I'm the death of you all I'm the wreck of you, I'm the break and the fall Under the red, break of the lights Heroes in stretches, inch to the side Blowing to pieces, belongs to the wind When the whole thing blows away I won't pretend, no I'll be going down for the rest of the ride While the rest of you harvest the soul And the wreck of you is the death of you all And the wreck of you is the break and the fall I'm the wreck of you, I'm the death of you all I'm the wreck of you, I'm the break and the fall Under the red break of the lights Lies the wreck of you for the rest of your life And the wreck of you is the death of you all And the wreck of you is the break and the fall I'm the wreck of you, I'm the death of you all I'm the wreck of you, I'm the break and the fall While the rest of you harvest the gold While the rest of you harvest the souls

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