Pattern Of Attack Songtext
White girl, bag on shoulder,
Check lights before crossing over,
My friend but I never told her
Whatever it was that I was supposed to say
She sang for her band her future
Of how the present routes are
Taking her pace by pace into
Something that she hates
I've got to see your pattern of attack
Check lights before crossing over,
My friend but I never told her
Whatever it was that I was supposed to say
She sang for her band her future
Of how the present routes are
Taking her pace by pace into
Something that she hates
I've got to see your pattern of attack