Fuel On The Hill by Beatallica
Fuel On The Hill lyrics
He�s the fuel on the hill
See him coming for the kill!
Day after day, prone on a hill
A man like a nitro junkie is drinking straight from a still
Nobody wants to slow him They can see he needs his fuel
He�s a Beatallibanger
He drinks fuel on the hill Til the sun�s going down
Eyes seeing red And the world spinning �round
Hard, loose, and clean, head in cloud
Quenching his thirst with metal screaming perfectly loud
No one else wants to hear it Beatle black or Metalli-white
Fuck �em man, white knuckle tight
Woah�the fuel is pumping engines You can tell what he wants to do
Your face on the chrome is burning
He never listens to them He knows they�re the fools
On he burns and they don�t like him
On he burns�!
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