Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gun Called Britney
Performer
Christopher Hanf
Performer
Jan-Eric Friis
Performer
Joscha Bassanello
Performer
Roy Michel
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Hanf
Songwriter
Jan-Eric Friis
Songwriter
Joscha Bassanello
Songwriter
Roy Michel
Songwriter
Lyrics
Pack your soul and go
Yeeeah
Squeze
Ooohhhhh
I am your death Mr. Rockstar
Don't mess with me
Let's go until you die, bitch
A trip into nowhere, a long way to go
Gasoline empty, battery low
All of your problems are miles behind
But dr. conscience sits right at your side
Tears on your window, dirt on your track
Rear mirror black, frontlight defect
Your only solution is to head for a crash
A short heavy pain will turn off your brain bill
Now you see me in the darkness
I am your one night home
Come on boy do the last steps
Three, two, iiiiiiiinnnn
I am the King of the Road
And you will come in
Booze up, booze up yourself
Drown in your sins
Ahhh
Ahhh
A drink for your engine and one for your soul
Girls for your dark love, ten in a row
Hot girls on stage are announcing a band
The "byebyes" are playing: "tomorrow your dead"
Now you see me in the darkness
I am your one night home
Come on boy do the last steps
Three, two, iiiiiiiinnnn
I am the King of the Road
And you will come in
Booze up, booze up yourself
Drown in your sins
I am the King of the Road
And you are welcome
Lose up, lose up yourself
Drown in your sins
Drinks up baby I will give you some more
Let me introduce me I am your god and your law
Drinks up baby I will make you feel right
Let me be your father I will drown you tonight
I am the King of the Road
And you will come in
Booze up, booze up yourself
Drown in your sins
Drinks up baby I will give you some more
Let me introduce me I am your god and your law
Drinks up baby I will make you feel right
Let me be your father let me drown you tonight
As I told you bitch
Writer(s): Christopher Hanf, Jan-eric Friis, Joscha Bassanello, Roy Michel
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