Bad Blood - Laaz Rockit

There was a man, lived on the take;

called Hell his home, used sex for rape.

All his victims chosen by hand;

all the wise men couldn’t understand.

Madman at nightime, laughing at day;

no one could stop him, he had his way.

Endless terror, London at bay;

and his mystery still lives on today.

The city turning upside down,

No answer where he could be found.

Watch yourself when you’re alone,

Throw the chains around your home.

Bad Blood, out on the streets.

Bad Blood, an evil seed.

Bad Blood, loose on the streets.

Bad Blood, come out and see.

Born to destroy, legend of fear;

God help us all should he appear.

Someone’s watching, feel the chill;

no solution for all he killed.

Now all you ladies who work at night;

here is a story, makes you think twice.

Someone’s watching, don’t turn your back;

don’t turn tricks for One-eyed Jack.

My passoin running high.

Last I will decapitate your pretty

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