كلمات Riots

Your chair is there Your body is on the lam Until you bring it home I'm striking up the band Just so you know-- there'll be riots on your hands there'll be riots on your hands there'll be riots on your hands When I control the masses The traffic and the grass The sorceror's apprentice will conjure up your ass Your chair is there Your body is on the lam Until you bring it home I'm busting up the band Just so you know-- there'll be riots on your hands there'll be riots on your hands there'll be riots on your hands there'll be riots