Queen Cobra by Blow Jockey

Lyrics - You got da Monkey grip Handle bars Front row seat at all the titty bars Loose lid on some recalled gin Bettin' whether Bubbles be late again Queen Cobra Queen Cobra Downtown with all the psycho creeps Right past the sewer where the demon sleeps A punky ghoul A drunken fool All just losers too cool for school You can't tell if he fight like hell Or if he's just down and out with the raunchy local But I bet he'd like a hit of the milky white pink All he gotta do is find a brain to fuckin' think Queen Cobra Queen Cobra Queen Cobra Queen Cobra You got da Red hair and a shiny car Gaslightin' everything about what you are Push pins on razor thins You gotta get pricked every now and then Queen Cobra Queen Cobra Inside We're all alive Gettin' kicks Shootin' shit Watchin' time go by Then come the hour When you're empowered You say that one little thing to make the world go sour You can't tell if she's gonna fail Or if she's just bowing out with that ego so frail But I bet she'd like a taste of a checkered white flag All she gotta do is find another soul to drag Queen Cobra Queen Cobra Queen Cobra Queen Cobra You got da Eagles nest and a falcon crest Struttin' everywhere pushin' out your chest Tight lipped he don't make a sound Just a low end rumble from the ground and pound Off a ledge Or with a sledge Won't really hit with all the bets you hedge Self immolate and Concentrate See yourself as a feather instead of ash and hate You can't tell if it's really Hell Better just stick to what you know well With all the tales turning true And all the moods going blue Going back to you Queen Cobra Joker ate the King Bought the locust ring Queen Cobra Now we all see what the songbirds sing Queen Cobra Joker ate the King Bought the locust ring Queen Cobra Now we all see what the songbirds sing Queen Cobra

Genre

Metal