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Have Gun, Will Travel
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Madhouse Promenade
This can't be happening Shipwrecked and desperate Feels like it's out of our hands
Feel panic creeping in Fear and adrenaline This wasn't part of the plan
This can't be happening Held captive by the wind A million miles from anywhere
We try to pass the time Occupy our minds Study science from an easy chair
This angry wind is blowin' Cuts just like a rusty blade We've got no way of knowin' How much more we can take We walked on Madhouse Promenade
This can't be happening Won't make it home again We've got no chance of escape
We're off the map again Looks like we've reached the end This be our final resting place
This angry wind is blowin' Cuts just like a rusty blade We've got no way of knowin' How much more we can take We walked on Madhouse Promenade Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
(Woah) (Woah) (Woah) Oh, we walked on Madhouse Promenade
(Woah) (Woah) (Woah) Oh!
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(Woah) (Woah) (Woah Oh)
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