Paroles de Chop, chop, chop

Alice Cooper

pochette album Chop, chop, chop
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Date de parution : 01/04/1991

Durée : 0:03:07



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Some people call me the creeper
'cuz they don't know my name or face
I got 'em running in circles
Because a homicidal genius never leaves a trace
I'm a lonely hunter
City full of game
Walkin' in the neon lights

Chop, chop, chop, engine of destruction
Chop, chop, chop, a perfect killing machine
Chop, chop, chop, it's a symbiotic function
Chop, chop, chop, i keep the city so clean
Chop, chop, chop

Some people call me the ripper
Stole my modus operandi from the movie screen
She's just a celluloid stripper
Just another bloody player in my splatter-filled dream
Women on the streets
Want money when we meet

I take them for a little ride

Chop, chop, chop, engine of destruction
Chop, chop, chop, a perfect killing machine
Chop, chop, chop, it's symbiotic function
Chop, chop, chop, i keep the city so clean
Chop, chop, chop

She was standing on the corner
With her bright red lips
Her face was so white and pale (so pale)
She had a black leather skirt
That was tight to her hips
And an anklet with a name
It spelled m a r y..... gail
Gail gail gail gail
Gail gail gail gail

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