Zakk Wylde

Zakk Wylde - Concrete Jungle lyrics

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The freaks in the streets

The nuns with the shotguns

The graves rolling by your side

Survival of the fittest

And there ain't no pity

No one gets out alive

In the Concrete Jungle

It's the well of the damned

Once You Step inside and Then you'll understand 

Misfits, psychos and the twisted slaves

The house of the sane

No one can be saved



Rolling Six feet under Rollin

Rolling Six feet under Rollin

Rolling Six feet under Roll and keep on rollin!



No one gets out

Get ready to die once again

No one gets out

Get ready to die



Another day to bleed

Another day to die

Another day to blackout and then go blind

Manical Blitzkrieg

Where the maggots play God

Where the souls of the lost come to die

The Concrete Jungle

It's the well of the damned

Once You Step inside and Then you'll understand 

Misfits, psychos and the twisted slaves

The house of the sane

No one can be saved



Rolling Six feet under Rollin

Rolling Six feet under Rollin

Rolling Six feet under Roll and keep on rolling



No one gets out

Get ready to die once again

No one gets out

Get ready to die once again

No one gets out

Get ready to die once again

No one gets out

Get ready to die



No one gets out

Get ready to die once again

No one gets out

Get ready to die once again

No one gets out

Get ready to die once again

No one gets out

Get ready to die




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Language: English

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