I grabbed my torch
I started up a fire
I really don't know why you told us a lie
I see your cards and I know your type
But I hope your not around when I draw my gun
Light a match to my Winston
I've been known to be on my own
All you see is the lights in the road
You running things but your running home yeah
Whiskey on my breath
God'll be my witness
I done seen you do things that left a foul taste
And I don't like things done the wrong way
No I don't like things done the wrong way
Whoa oh oh you know
I'll start a riot in the middle of the night
I will defend my
And start a riot in the middle of the night
(Whooo whooo)
I will defend my home
And start a riot in the middle of the night

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