Disorder - 歌词大全

Disorder here cause you're ******* Wait it out Those dirty blue boys lost again They've got no style i write me own Buying up bottle and precious stones Burn the cops and renegades Disorder Don't give a ******* Work your bayonet off your gun Now why not smash his head down Your client talk about rocking the boat Well your guts don't seem to have had any luck [repeat chorus ] That bloke must have his ******* way But we are nervous, but insane The government are running scarred The blues are bound to come in (one of) These days [repeat chorus ] Grab your pay addict yourself They bet your nothing by yourself But one day we will have a say But whatever happens you'd better beware [repeat chorus] Disorder [repeat]