The In Crowd Songtext
von Hearts & Hand Grenades

There′s a secret place, called the twisted face
And it's full of liars, cheaters, thugs, and fools
In their fancy clothes, you would never know
That the people here are murderers and ghouls

I walk my streets in a tailored suit (Whoa!)
I′m looking for trouble not looking for you
I got nine lives and I'm spending them like cash
In the face of danger I smile and wave (Whoa!)
In the arms of terror I find my place
A song and dance with the best of them at last

Now we make our deals, there are no appeals
There's a real fine line between evil and good
So make no mistake, in this sacred place
Only got one bullet, won′t waste it on you


I walk my streets in a tailored suit (Whoa!)
I′m looking for trouble not looking for you
I got nine lives and I'm spending them like cash
In the face of danger I smile and wave (Whoa!)
In the arms of terror I find my place
A song and dance with the best of them at last

The target is set, and I won′t regret
What I will do to claim my prize it's true
I finish my drink, no time to think
Action first time to bid you adieu

I walk my streets in a tailored suit (Whoa!)
I′m looking for trouble not looking for you
I got nine lives and I'm spending them like cash
In the face of danger I smile and wave (Whoa!)
In the arms of terror I find my place
A song and dance with the best of them at last
I walk my streets in a tailored suit (Whoa!)
I′m looking for trouble not looking for you
I got nine lives and I'm spending them like cash
In the face of danger I smile and wave (Whoa!)
In the arms of terror I find my place
A song and dance with the best of them at last

It's a song and dance with the best of them at last
It′s a song and dance with the best of them at last