Approach chicane destination
Chaos or automation
Gathering forces coast to coast
Trusting allies watching hosts
Mark them early see them young
Modern clear cut fighting gun
Chicane destination
Impach imminent no evasion
Chicane destination
Impach imminent no evasion
Impach imminent no evasion
Vengance blacklash alarm
Street boys fight napalm
Bred on work for H.P. payment
Lives in debt to black and agent
Christies sell for fifty grand
Stupid junk to jet set man
Barricades bottles and blood
Harvest for the flood
Factions fight to take control
Of a million derogates on the dole
And maybe youll be in their ranks
Come crusching time with clubs and tanks
999 - Chicane Destination Lyrics
999 - Chicane Destination Lyrics
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Approach chicane destination
Chaos or automation
Gathering forces coast to coast
Trusting allies watching hosts
Mark them early see them young
Modern clear cut fighting gun
Chicane destination
Impach imminent no evasion
Chicane destination
Impach imminent no evasion
Impach imminent no evasion
Vengance blacklash alarm
Street boys fight napalm
Bred on work for H.P. payment
Lives in debt to black and agent
Christies sell for fifty grand
Stupid junk to jet set man
Barricades bottles and blood
Harvest for the flood
Factions fight to take control
Of a million derogates on the dole
And maybe youll be in their ranks
Come crusching time with clubs and tanks
Chaos or automation
Gathering forces coast to coast
Trusting allies watching hosts
Mark them early see them young
Modern clear cut fighting gun
Chicane destination
Impach imminent no evasion
Chicane destination
Impach imminent no evasion
Impach imminent no evasion
Vengance blacklash alarm
Street boys fight napalm
Bred on work for H.P. payment
Lives in debt to black and agent
Christies sell for fifty grand
Stupid junk to jet set man
Barricades bottles and blood
Harvest for the flood
Factions fight to take control
Of a million derogates on the dole
And maybe youll be in their ranks
Come crusching time with clubs and tanks
Writer: GUY MARTIN DAYS, PAUL A. BUCK
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group