كلمات Commandos

Those stories spoken proud Those stories spoken loud 'Round the fire in the night Tales are told 'bout men that showed no fright In the jungles of El Salvador In the suburbs of Beirut Through the underground of New York City The whispers goes Hot bad Commandos (Commandos) Huntin' in the night Hot bad Commandos When the moment is right The silence makes the sound The darkness covers ground Yeah, you pray for your life Only visual is that cold, cold knife Tell you it will happen overnight Not a sound just a silent fight Well, maybe you will never know The whisper goes Hot bad Commandos (Commandos) Huntin' in the night Hot bad Commandos When the moment is right Hot bad Commandos (Commandos) Huntin' in the night Hot bad Commandos Fightin' in the night Hot bad Commandos (Commandos) Huntin' in the night Hot bad Commandos