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Text: Tesla. Gold. Heaven's Trail (No Way Out).

You know I'm on a slick trip
I'm always ready to kick ass
Up on the stage I'm in a rage
Yes, I'm havin' the time of my life
Yes, indeed. What a sweet, sweet life it is

Until some loco two bit floosie
With a Louie Le-strange
Ain't good for nothin' but trouble
They're just two fools livin' up to their names
And now it's startin' to rain on my parade

(You) know there's nothin' like the real world
To get me down
Nothin' like the world outside
That turns me upside down
Makes me feel like I'm headin' down a one way, dead end street

There's no way out, no way out
Of this living hell
No way out, no way out
Unless you walk heaven's trail
No way out, no way out
Of this living hell, livin' hell

You know I had it made in the shade
Thinkin' that it's not so bad after all
That's when I woke up, smelled the coffee
Now I'm back where I started again, yes
And now it's pourin' rain on my parade

You know there's nothin' like the real world
To get me down. No
One is there to lift you up
One to drag you down
Now, don't you see
That we're headin' down a one-way, dead-end street

There's no way out, no way out
Of this living hell
No way out, no way out
Unless you walk heaven's trail
No way out, no way out
Of this living hell
I guess I'll live in hell

There's no way out, no way out
Of this living hell
No way out, no way out
Unless you walk heaven's trail
No way out, no way out
Of this living hell, livin' hell

You know, I'm on a slick trip
I'm always ready to kick ass

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