Skid Row The Threat Lyrics
Artist - Skid Row
Album - Slave To The Grind
I
Without reason
Tarred and feathered like a piper on
A killing spree
And felt the anger of generations
And been the target of the cheap shots
Of authority
So you think you cut me down to size
Well there
Should realize
It
In the law
To make me smile pretty for the
Wreckin?ball
Won
The end of sacrifice is a threat
To society
Hard line, you
Once you
Made a threat to society
I wasn
Like some disease you hoped would go
Away if left alone
You can sweep me under the carpet
But, i
As a steppin?stone
So you think you cut me down to size
Well there
Should realize
It
In the law
To make me smile pretty for the
Wreckin?ball
Won
The end of sacrifice is a threat
To society
Hard line, you
Once you
Made a threat to society
So you think you cut me down to size
Well there
Should realize
It
In the law
To make me smile pretty for the
Wreckin?ball