Testo Mr. Integrity

Testo Mr. Integrity

stranded in the streets of san francisco a rust car pulled along side of me i looked behind the wheel and i started to squeal an idol s face was staring at me don t preach to me Mr. integrity sittin shotgun, out of my brain our muffler draggin through the art ghettos stepped on the gas gums started to flap punk rock manifestoes spittin , fumin , streets are filled with so much glass that i wanted to break eyes spinnin round as my feet shook the ground like the san francisco earthquake don t preach to me Mr.. integrity don t preach to me Mr. integrity i m not the enemy please don t preach to me Mr. integrity don t preach to me Mr.. integrity i m not the enemy-- no please don t preach to me Mr.. integrity
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