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• Artiste: Kirby Krackle
• Titre: Secret Identity
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I tuck my kids in to bed and kiss my wife on the head I got a serious smile cuz tonight I clean the streets I'm not talking about Dial Spend the week wearing ties, walk the dog late at night I take my daily run and when the weekend arrives I'm kicking asses for fun I put food on the table Some would say that I'm unstable, now Secret identity, nobody knows but me Patrolling the city streets, my ear to the ground Secret identity, no HR harassing me I be what I want to be when the weekend comes 'round When the sun hits the sky it seems I've just closed my eyes And I can hear the sound, morning cartoons, Saturday's come around Smell of coffee and eggs, lists of chores to be made It's just my weekend style, nights for bustin' heads Days for Target and while I'm fine with washing dishes Yeah I still have dreams and wishes, now Secret identity, nobody knows but me Patrolling the city streets, my ear to the ground Secret identity, no HR harassing me I be what I want to be when the weekend comes 'round Rain or shine, I'm on time I love the glow of the city lights Tickin' clock, and what's at stake No pension plan or 15 minute break I know the day will come when I No longer can swing across the sky But I'm hanging on until the years decide That I should end the fight and live a simple life But for now I've got a Secret identity, nobody knows but me Patrolling the city streets, my ear to the ground Secret identity, no HR harassing me I be what I want to be when the weekend comes 'round