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I can drink gasoline
ain't too much i ain't seen
make a rabid dog seem so clean
take ten slaves and set them free
put your money where your mouth is
what i do sure ain't your biz
rock'n'roll people come with me
show ya how good the bad guy can be
Bringing out the angel in you
bringing out the angel in you
brings out the devil in me
I go to work on time
feels like i'm doin' fine
all my stuff i gave to you
nothing seems to pull you through, baby
too much frustration
on a joyous occasion
i can't do nothing right
push and shove to start the fight
Thirteen years
before i was tattooed
i thought i found myself
but i was screwed
Bringing out the angel in you
i go to work on time
bringing out the angel in you
feels like i'm doing fine
bring out the angel in you
all my stuff i gave to you
bringing out the anel in you, yeah, get it