Ni-Ni
Longhorn, Adonai
4th Mix, 5th Mix (140bpm)
One, two, three, four, oh-oh-seven
All the rest can go away
So little time, so many men,
But it never seems enough.
So many people passing by me,
As so few are made out of the right stuff.
There seems to be shortage of heroes.
There ain't enough ones, and too many zeroes.
One, two, three, four, oh-oh-seven.
All the good guys go to heaven.
Five, six, seven, eight.
Hey, hey.
All the rest can go away.
One, two, three, four, oh-oh-seven.
All the good guys go to heaven.
Five, six, seven, eight.
Hey, hey.
All the rest can go away.
(whooo)
(whooo)
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