Steve walks wearily down the street With his brim pulled way down low Ain't no sound but the sound of his feet Machine guns ready to go Are you ready (Hey!) 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 Yeah!
Another one bites the dust Another one bites the dust
How do you think I'm gonna 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 Look Out!
Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust Another one bites the dust (Oooh!) Another one bites the dust (Hey, hey!) Another one bites the dust (Heeeeeeeey)