Alice Cooper - Dragontown Lyrics
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Dragontown
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What Are The Lyrics For Dragontown By Alice Cooper?
Well, here you are lying bleeding on a grimy street
See the broken glass sparkling darkly as it cuts your feet Smell the rotting stench, the rancid odor of old cantonese Feel the toxic flames all around you, you can hardly breathe Come with me Come on. I've got something to show you Come on. You thought that it was over Come on. You're really gonna love this Come on. Come on. Come on. Come on. Come on. We can dig you a hole deep in the ground Bury your soul down in Dragontown We'll he lower than low, spiralin' down Far as you want to go, down in Dragontown Open any door, remember everyone you met before Oh. There's a wicked young man, cooking slowly the frying pan And our family of bones are back together sleeping all alone Then there's Alice, dear, and all the little things that got him here Now you're here Come on. I've got something to show you Come on. You thought that it was over Come on. You're really gonna love this Come on. Come on. Come on. Come on. Come on. We can dig you a hole deep in the ground Bury your soul down in Dragontown We'll be lower than low, spiralin' down Far as you want to go down in Dragontown We can dig you a hole deep in the ground Bury your soul down in Dragontown We'll he lower than low, spiralin' down Far as you want to go down in Dragontown We can dig you a hole deep in the ground Bury your soul down in Dragontown We'll he lower than low, spiralin' down Far as you want to go down in Dragontown |
Who Wrote Dragontown By Alice Cooper?
Bob Marlette, Alice Cooper
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What's The Duration Of The Dragontown By Alice Cooper?The duration of Dragontown is 5:04 minutes and seconds. |
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