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Driving the highway with nothing to do Future fading away The stereo pumping Metallica tunes Ride the lightning, oh yeah. The car might be stolen, my clothes smell like dirt Born to ramble and play Play with the fire, drunk in denial Always in for a fight I've been in the dark side (of) town They are bringing me in they call me The Wild Rover of Hell. I'm fighting for nickels and a dime, for the rules I always break See all the blood I've spilt, I'll still be the hunted. Stitching my wounds like Rambo, for fanden Damage complete and done Some had the better, and some hade the worse Walk a mile in quicksand Spending the last bucks on whiskey and beers Oh how clever i am The dice keeps on tumbling, my will still unbroken But how long will it last I've been in the dark side (of) town They are bringing me in they call me The Wild Rover of Hell. I'm fighting for nickels and a dime, for the rules I always break See all the blood I've spilt, I'll still be the hunted. I'm fighting them all big or small, my friend Just show me the dollars I end up losing it all again Repeating the story |