Another One Bites The Dust (Live At The Bowl)

Steve walks warily down the street,

with the brim pulled way down low

Ain't no sound but the sound of his feet,

machine guns ready to go

Are you ready, Are you ready for this

Are you hanging on the edge of your seat

Out of the doorway the bullets rip

To the sound of the beat

Another one bites the dust

Another one bites the dust

And another one gone, and another one gone

Another one bites the dust

Hey, I'm gonna get you too

Another one bites the dust

How do you think I'm going to get along,

without you, when you're gone

You took me for everything that I had,

and kicked me out on my own

Are you happy, are you satisfied

How long can you stand the heat

Out of the doorway the bullets rip

To the sound of the beat

Chorus

Another one bites the dust

Another one bites the dust

Another one bites the dust

Another one bites the dust

another one bites the dust

another one bites the dust

another one bites the dust

another one bites the dust

There are plenty of ways you can hurt a man

And bring him to the ground

You can beat him

You can cheat him

you can treat him bad and leave him

When he's down

But I'm ready, yes I'm ready for you

I'm standing on my own two feet

Out of the doorway the bullets rip

repeating the sound of the beat another one bites the dust another one bites the dust another one bites the dust another one bites the dust another one bites the dust