[intro]
Red streamlined receiver on the brink, no time left to think
It`s on the edge of time, on the edge of fire
On the end of the firing line
[verse 1]
Red streamlined receiver it`s on the brink, there`s no time left to think
It`s on the edge of time, on the edge of fire
On the end of the firing line
[chorus]
Time is standing still, watch your pockets, make sure they`re full
Before you make your move
Be ready to roll Ready, ready, ready to roll
Be ready to roll Ready, ready, ready to roll
[verse 2]
Hail to the cabbie who turns with ease, you know I seen him sleazing around these alleys
Hail to the chief in rich-mans tepee
Seen him running from room to room, with plenty of room to spare
[chorus]
[verse 3]
I hope your chair is comfy, `cause I got it on the sly
I hope you`re happy where you live, because it could be where you die
[chorus]
Subitted by Michael.P.Lascuola@mci.com