Hot Blood Risin' - My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult

I am what I am and I’m on fire and I hate you 'cause you hate me.

If you climbed inside my mind all you’d find is revolution.

«Come on, get in…»

Jump into my chevy.

Yeah, this time I’m gonna make it.

Power up the mainline.

Gonna ride it to Las Vegas.

Greakin all the rules,

And I can feel the hot blood rising,

Baby, the hot blood rising, the hot blood rising.

Split-level sinners are yesterday’s winners.

I’m not like you.

You won’t change me.

Just a Holiday chaser in search of my destiny.

«Come on, get in…»

Jump into my chevy.

Yeah, this time I’m gonna make it.

Power up the mainline.

Gonna ride it to Las Vegas.

Breaking all the rules,

And I can feel the hot blood rising,

Baby, the hot blood rising, ooo yeah!

«Why don’t ya climb in?»

«Come on, get in…»

Misfit believers

And zodiac teazers,

Show baby skin games surrender your soul.

Flesh following arrows to avenues nowhere.

«Come on, get in…»

Gonna ride it to Las Vegas…