look sharp

they say i'm dead,
or as dead as i can get.
as the doctor tells me.

i've got wings to take me
to either life or death.
fix up, look sharp
it's an ear full, right.

tur the chances in on themselves.
play 'em till their head spin like
the disks on the track.

watch my wings unfold.
watch my eyes explode with colour.
throw you flat on your back,
run you back into the track.

doesn't matter which way the guns face,
lock and load,
they always explode.

asking out for tomorrow to come
but when it hits the skies
its just another day.

keep them coming wack them out
just to watch them come back.
beat that.

heroes only come when its too late.