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BLACK LABEL SOCIETY LYRICS
"Concrete Jungle" (2006 Single)
1. Concrete Jungle
2. Black Mass Reverends
1. Concrete Jungle
The freaks in the streets, the nuns with the shotguns
The graves rolling by your side
Survival of the fittest and there ain't no pity
No one gets out alive
In the concrete jungle it's the well of the damned
Step inside and you'll understand
Misfits, psychos and the twisted slaves
The house of the sane; no one can be saved
Rolling six feet under, rolling
Rolling six feet under, rolling
Rolling six feet under, roll and keep on rolling
No one gets out - they're ready to die once again
No one gets out - they're ready to die
Another day to bleed, another day to die
Another day to blackout and then go blind
Maniacal blitzkrieged where the maggots play God
Where the souls of the lost come to die
In the concrete jungle it's the well of the damned
Step inside and you'll understand
Misfits, psychos and the twisted slaves
The house of the sane; no one can be saved
Rolling six feet under, rolling
Rolling six feet under, rolling
Rolling six feet under, roll and keep on rolling
No one gets out - they're ready to die once again
No one gets out - they're ready to die once again
No one gets out - they're ready to die once again
No one gets out - they're ready to die
No one gets out - they're ready to die once again
No one gets out - they're ready to die once again
No one gets out - they're ready to die once again
No one gets out - they're ready to die
2. Black Mass Reverends
Deathbent, warped mind, tripped out
Oout of time; bodycount rise again
Sick and hellbent, broke and twisted
The end isn't far behind
Black mass reverends...
Hate machine destroy all you seek
Kill and rape, trample the weak
Never ending stream of fear
Sick and hellbent, for the end is near
Black mass reverends...
Black mass reverends...
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