Pretty Piece of Flesh lyrics by One Inch Punch

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Pretty Piece of Flesh by One Inch Punchالقصائد الغناءيه -текстове на песни -texty -paroles -στίχοι -गीतletras -songteksten -тексты песен -versuri -tekst utworu -testi -the text of the song - - نص الاغنيةтекста на песента -tekst pjesme -text písně -teksten til sangen -teksti, laulu -le texte de la chanson -το κείμενο του τραγουδιού -पाठ के गीतEl texto de la canción -de tekst van het lied -der Text des Liedes -teksten til sangen -o texto da canção -Текст песни -textul de la piesa -Texten till låten -il testo della canzone

Pretty Piece of Flesh by One Inch Punch

I will, I will split you in two.
Say, say move.
I strike quickly being moved.
You're all, you're all dogs,
Yes, you're all dogs of the house,
a weak, weak, weak, weak slave,
a weak slave that goes to the wall.
Be cause I, I am
a pretty piece of flesh, I am
a pretty piece of flesh, I am
a pretty piece of flesh, I am
a pretty piece of flesh, I am.

Go, go, foes can never measure to the crew as we roll on,
blast the amplifiers in the back with the soul on,
A pretty piece of flesh, and yes, you better show your crest,
Shoulder holster strapped, I'm pull'in from the chest.
Guess who's gonna be the first to pull it from you.
But of the steel seal, representing Montague.
Love lorn, torn from two sides,
thinking of dark skies,
and through the heavens I be seeing worlds collide.
chi-chi-bow stars and bottle rocket fantasies,
but on the streets some knights and killers,
they be after me.
Trip-pin' with Ethel under moonlight skies,
but then you wake up in the danger zone in souped-up rides.
I'm dodgin' bullets and bang, it's hard to hand, doin' a hundred miles an hour like a video game.
Rollin' brick thick and diesel thinkin' nothin' can faze me,
with nickel-plated sword sling-in',
living is crazy.
Stars collide, worlds divide,
what a pretty piece of flesh,
you are a pretty piece of flesh.
Stars collide, worlds divide,
what a pretty piece of flesh,
you are a pretty piece of flesh.
I am
a pretty piece of flesh, I am
a pretty piece of flesh, I am
a pretty piece of flesh, I am
a pretty piece of flesh,
I will, I will split you in two.
Say, say move.
I strike quickly being moved.
You're all, you're all dogs,
Yes, you're all dogs of the house,
a weak, weak, weak, weak slave,
a weak slave that goes to the wall.
Because I, I am
a pretty piece of flesh, I am
a pretty piece of flesh, I am
a pretty piece of flesh, I am
a pretty piece of flesh, I am.

Stars collide, worlds divide,
what a pretty piece of flesh,
you are a pretty piece of flesh.
Stars collide, worlds divide,
what a pretty piece of flesh,
you are a pretty piece of flesh.

Writer : WARFIELD/HOOPER/DE VRIES
Copyright : Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., UNIVERSAL MUSIC MGB SONGS OBO 19 MUSIC LTD.