クレジット
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Armored Saint
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joey Vera
Writer
John Bush
Writer
歌詞
One, two, one, two, three, four
That's when I'll hit pay dirt
That's when I'll hit pay
Sink or swim, I'm jumpin' in
Huddled masses cling together but the herd gets thin
Self assured with those fighting words
Your so-called figure of speech won't be heard
I'll never lose my shirt
I'll never lose my shirt
Someday I'll hit pay dirt
I'll never lose my shirt
I'd rather die of thirst
Someday I'll hit pay dirt
Someday I'll hit pay dirt
Fast
Moving fast
Ducking fast
Running fast from the blast
I'm here to carry my weight
Murder will out the ingrates
No tampering with the soul
I'm sidestepping your phony idols
Yeah
Ah yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, ahhhh
I'll never lose my shirt
I'll never lose my shirt
Someday I'll hit pay dirt
I'll never lose my shirt
I'd rather die of thirst
Someday I'll hit pay dirt
Someday I'll hit pay dirt
Fast
Moving fast
Ducking fast
Running fast from the blast
I'm here to carry my weight
Murder will out the ingrates
No tampering with the soul
I'm sidestepping your phony idols
I'm here to carry my weight
Murder will out the ingrates
No tampering with the soul
I'm sidestepping your phony idols
That's when I'll hit pay dirt
That's when I'll hit pay dirt
That's when I'll hit pay dirt
That's when I'll hit pay dirt
That's when I'll hit pay dirt
That's when I'll hit pay dirt
Written by: Joey Vera, John Bush, Joseph John Vera
