Dark continent

I was standing in line, I was biding my time I was watchin' a clock on the wall And it was two minutes till lunch, so I got good and ready Just then I heard the telephone call It was she, she told me...

Someone smashed my alarm It's got me on the edge You know it's so sharp (Aaaaaaaa...) And you know I won't go You know I won't go I don't wanna go (He won't go) The corporation's boiling over...

If it's the rough stuff ya want You can point yer finger at me 'Cause I can dish it out good But I don't give it away for free There's a price for my vice And I want it in cash In a plain brown bag...

Night, the city Its dark and lonely streets Rain falls on my face Mixed with salty tears Confirm your happiness Everything is looking good Look down, feel the pain Falling teardrops to the ground...

Who's got a hand on the crackdown? Who's got the word on the double talk? Hands on the wheel in a flash of steel We got a secret letter with a government seal And a ticket for a doomsday run We're...

I press the buttons now Voice keeps poppin' on the call box out Mop-man, do you receive? Ten-four, I gotta pull out I got an ETA, five-thirty on the dot A little bit later, it'll thicken the plot...

I was walking through the jungle, and I Was looking for good business Something to take away the risk Break or bust or call it quits See an object in the air See an object touch my hair I was walking...

There's something pulling on my sleeve Full of tension There's something breathing down my neck Full of tension Now if you wanna take it to the hilt You can take it 'til you tilt Something pulling on...

Me and my dad We've got a good thing going Fishing trips, the hard way's the best Man-to-man talks, when the going gets tough The tough get going Follow me, son I'll guide you the right way Fix my car...