Testo U-Turn 2 God

Get on upGet back downSee the lightLike a sign on the highwayTellin' youCongestion aheadNo roomFor anybody don't see my wayNo roomWhen you're deadChorus:The road to Hell is bumper to bumperBeat 'em down with their long correction rodsRock stars when they burn wish they'd made aU-turn straight to GodCome on taste the blasphemy with meEat of my flesh Drink of my bloodEat eat eatEat meGod's in a limoHe come to repoHe got the vinoI tell ya we knowHe's the manAin't no scamTell me SamSay goddamnGod told me in the barHe don't approve of the foreign carsHe's gonna tell ya where it's atWhen he slaps ya on the backThat's a crackThen he sayGet on upGet back downTraffic jam backed up all the wayEverybody busts out in a rock opera songHell's full of this kind of thing every dayI been there for so longChorus