Steve walks warily down the street
With his brim pulled way down low
Ain't no sound but the sound of his feet
Machine guns ready to go
Are you ready hey are you ready for this?
Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?
Out of the doorway the bullets rip
To the sound of the beat yeah
Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
And another one gone and another one gone
Another one bites the dust
Hey I'm gonna get you too
Another one bites the dust
Another cache in my 80's music series. I like putting some lyrics in the description to get the song going in your head and as I Googled the lyrics to this song I realized I have been singing the first two line wrong all of my life! I just have one question, "who the hell is Steve?"
Easy park and grab, wide turnout.