Night Of The Cadillacs - L.A. Guns
Blinded by a million shades I couldn't see their eyes I couldn't see their eyes The eyes of the crazies who drive I couldn't see their eyes I couldn't see their eyes Chrome and plastic wheeled star-fighters Smiled the psycho pink late nighters Taking terror to the west end As the heroes from the east end Come down to shake the street On the night of the Cadillacs On the night of the Cadillacs Shaken by a certain vibe I couldn't read their minds I couldn't read their minds The minds of the devils who ride I couldn't read their minds I couldn't read their minds Gleam amp spray canned wild stallions Manic horsemen drag technicians Radiators eat the west end More trophies for the east end Come round to mince the meat On the night of the Cadillacs On the night of the Cadillacs Salute as they go by The ones about to die Salute as they go by The ones about to die Driven by a rock and roll sound I couldn't reach their ears I couldn't reach their ears Driven by a rock and roll sound I couldn't reach their ears I couldn't reach their ears Pinkies versus sidewalk killers Berserk ballet of taunting thrillers Mad marauders for the west end Dread the duellists from the east end Come watch the new elite On the night of the Cadillacs On the night of the Cadillacs On the night of the Cadillacs On the night of the Cadillacs On the night of the Cadillacs
Artist: L.A. Guns
Title: Night Of The Cadillacs