Concrete Jungle Lyrics

The freaks in the streets, the nuns with the shot gun The graves rollin' 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 Put your step inside and 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 rollin' Keep on rolling
No one gets out, they're ready to die once again No one gets out, they're ready to die
Another day to bleed, another day to die Another day to blackout and then go blind Maniacal, Blitzkrieged 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 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 rollin' Keep on rolling
No one gets out, they're ready to die once again No one gets out, they're ready to die once again No one gets out, they're ready to die once again No one gets out, they're ready to die
No one gets out, they're ready to die once again No one gets out, they're ready to die once again No one gets out, they're ready to die once again No one gets out, they're ready to die