The Desperator
There's no shakin' you
No matter where I go
No matter what I do
Culprit on the run
Skatin' sun to sun
But there's no shakin' you
Here comes the Desperator
My final sound
To everyone I love
To everyone I'm bound
My fate was always this
A final, fatal kiss
To put me underground
Here comes the Desperator
In the warmth of a distant sun
On body 2621
How quickly you become no one
The Desperator and his laser gun
Writer/s: Sixes
