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• Artiste: Ryan Bingham
• Titre: Fear And Saturday Night
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Some folks are scared that the world may be round They hardly could walk on the streets of this town Where out on the corner, the devil sits down Seeking out strangers who stray out of bounds But I don't fear nothing except for myself So I'm gonna go out to raise me some hell I'll take my chances, I was born to run wild Hell, it's Saturday night, I'm going to town If I'm feeling anxious, I'll put back some rounds Maybe the 90 will settle me down I don't care for fighting, but I'll come unwound If some fool is aching to push me around 'Cause I don't fear nothing except for myself So I'm gonna go out to raise me some hell I'll take my chances, I was born to run wild Hell, it's Saturday night, I'm going to town Sometimes I run with the unwanted crowd Faces of shadows and alleys surround Gunshots are heard as the sun hides the crown The cops on the night shift will soon shake us down Well, I don't fear nothing except for myself So I'm gonna go out to raise me some hell I'll take my chances, I was born to run wild Hell, it's Saturday night Hell, it's Saturday night Hell, it's Saturday night, I'm going to town