Air Raid (Explicit) - Agent 51/Christopher Conlin Armes

Yeah wanna tell you a story

About a friend of mine in the pen

When the gavel fell and the lock down cell

He swore he'd have his revenge

I ain't taking about killing no

He ain't the killing kind

Just big a** racks and mosh stacks

Beer fire whiskey and wine

Air raid

The city's on flame with the rock n roll

Air raid

The city's on flame with the rock n roll

Air raid

The city's on flame with the rock n roll

The next day they decided

That getting out was the way

With a big cigar he took his guitar

And dug his way to the stage

And the ace of spades

They try dragging him down

But no one knew what he was gonna do

And sirens rang all around

Air raid

The city's on flame with the rock n roll

Air raid

The city's on flame with the rock n roll

Air raid

The city's on flame with the rock n roll

Air raid

The city's on flame with the rock n roll

Air raid

City's on flame

City's on flame

City's on flame

City's on flame

City's on flame

City's on flame

City's on flame

City's on flame

City's on flame

City's on flame

City's on flame

City's on flame

City's on flame

City's on flame

City's on flame