London Streets

I'm eighteen, and I'm all outta luck

I had too much to drink but I don't give a fuck

Sick of these streets, and I'm sick of the crowds

They'll put you down, just to make themselves proud

The more I remember, the worse I feel

But I must hold my head high and trust the power of steel

My day is coming

One day you'll see

I'll bring violence in these London streets

And you'll beg on your knees

We all are coming

Our rights we'll defend

With fists of vengeance

And Amps up to ten

The familiar faces, and their judgemental eyes

The memories return, oh I know I'm despised

They try to seem friendly, I see right through their lies

They'll stab you in the back, and they'll laugh at your cries

The more I remember, the worse I feel

But I must hold my head high and trust the power of steel

My day is coming

One day you'll see

I'll bring violence in these London streets

And you'll beg on your knees

We all are coming

Our rights we'll defend

With fists of vengeance

And Amps up to ten

I hate this city!

I'm eighteen, and I'm all outta booze

Another reminder of how I only lose

Sick of this city, and its toxic ways

They'll put you down, you'll never live for today

The more I remember, the worse I feel

But I must hold my head high and trust the power of steel

My day is coming

One day you'll see

I'll bring violence in these London streets

And you'll beg on your knees

We all are coming

Our rights we'll defend

With fists of vengeance

And Amps up to ten

Holding the flag

Of the Speed Metal wheel

We're rulers of the night

We're rulers of steel