Minuteman Lyrics

Dance Or Die Minuteman

Spitting in your soup sloping in your face today
Bored and angry about your straight hard away
You kept the system still alive
Time was money pay your expensive wife

Minute man
No more chance for the Minute man

Your were working twenty four hours a day
Face got lines and your hairs turned grey
Some hard Speedpills and another line of coke
Who wants to die before to get old

Minute man
No more chance for the Minute man