Blue Cheer Urban Soliders Lyrics:
(Dickie Peterson)
Allllright!

Out of a gun, You gather round
Cold machine gun, Mighty round
Urban soldiers, Combat back
Send the men, Never let you forget
Down to business, Out on the curb
Schoolgirl line saying not a word
Keep your cool, They're on the scene
You're gonna have a contact
with a machine gun.

They're riding out on the air
They're living right on the air
They're riding out
They're riding out
They're on line, yeh-yeh.

Schoolgirl line, Who can it be
The soul secrets from you, Never keep
The fool of love, She's from lust
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Tell the truth, What you tellin' us for.

They're riding out on the air
You're riding out on the air
You're going down
You're going down
You're going down, Yeh-yeh.

Alright baby (Let's go)

Down to business, Out on the curb
Schoolgirl line saying not a word
Keep your cool, They're on the scene
You're gonna have a contact
with a machine gun.

They're riding out on the air
They're making out on the air
They're riding out
They're riding out
They're riding out, Yeh-yeh.

(They're riding out on the air
They're riding out on the air
They're riding out again
They're riding out again
Ooo they're riding out again
Oooh Yeahh!
Ooohh!)
Lyrics: Urban Soliders, Blue Cheer [end]