Lyrics

I got washed up on an island in Memphis I got wasted in a Longbeach bungalow I took out your assassins on the plateau drunk with poison I'm hell-bent on doing the things you love I'm hell-bent on doing the things you love You got lipstick, you got velvet, you got nitrous You've got the symbol of the devil on your glove I got one too many vices, you've got two too many charms I'm hell-bent on doing the things you love I'm hell-bent on doing the things you love I'm full-flame butane fire You got me leaping through the flames of madness I'm eight-lane Road rage driver I'm a wolf for you And every night's a full moon We've stolen the plans for the future We've destabilised the government of love We're safer not together We're lethal when apart We're hell-bent on doing the things we love We're hell-bent on doing the things we love We're hell-bent on doing the things we love I'm full-flame butane fire You got me leaping through the flames of madness I'm eight-lane Road rage driver I'm a wolf for you And every night's a full moon I'm full-flame butane fire You got me leaping through the flames of madness I'm eight-lane Road rage driver I'm a wolf for you And every night's a full moon I'm full-flame butane fire You got me leaping through the flames of madness I'm eight-lane Road rage driver I'm a wolf for you And every night's a full moon