Sgt. Gonzo says
I am just a freak
I look into your eyes
And all I see is weakness
Sgt. Gonzo says
You're talking to a freak
Why don't we turn things to a plan?
And then we could just freak out
On a roof, escaping streets, trashing Cadillacs
Rocking with Gonzo, rocking with Gonzo is fat
When you hear that sound from the underground
This is it!
On a roof, escaping streets, trashing Cadillacs
Rocking with Gonzo, rocking with Gonzo
Well, well, if you are into freak
We should do it while we can
I'll supply some anger
And turn into the man
Then I look into your eyes
I look into your soul
I look into your eyes
I look into your soul
On a roof, escaping streets, trashing Cadillacs
Rocking with Gonzo, rocking with Gonzo is fat
On a roof, escaping streets, trashing Cadillacs
Rocking with Gonzo, it's like rocking with God
When you hear that sound from the underground
This is it!
On a roof, escaping streets, trashing Cadillacs
Rocking with Gonzo, rocking with Gonzo is fat
On a roof, escaping streets, trashing Cadillacs
Rocking with Gonzo, rocking with Gonzo
A face in the crowd
Anger and doubt
Get it?
A face in the crowd
Rocking with Gonzo is fat
On a roof, escaping streets, trashing Cadillacs
Rocking with Gonzo, rocking with Gonzo is fat
On a roof, escaping streets, trashing Cadillacs
Rocking with Gonzo, it's like rocking with God
When you hear that sound from the underground
This is it!
On a roof, escaping streets, trashing Cadillacs
Rocking with Gonzo, rocking with Gonzo is fat
On a roof, escaping streets, trashing Cadillacs
Rocking with Gonzo is like rocking with God
Writer(s): Tjeerd Bomhof, Joppe Thijs Molenaar, Sven Woodside
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