Original lyrics
ENHe's a man of many names, ignites the passion, fuels the flames
his fire it burns the brightest white, take him in, he's king of the night, yeah
Some call him Charlie, some don't breathe his name, his price is
as high as the price of your pain.
Pull out the razor
Cut right down the line
Show me what your made of and I'll show you a good fucking time
Mr Bronson king of his game, Mr Bronson old as time
Mr Bronson come on in, lets do it again and again and again
Living fast fast and dying young
Russian roulette with a loaded gun
better burn out than to fade away
death comes ripping till your dying day, yeah
if you're looking for Charlie
He'll be here soon
Make an appointment in the powder room
Pull out the razor
Cut right down the line
Show me what your made of and I'll show you a good fucking time...
Mr Bronson king of his game
Mr Bronson old as time
Mr Bronson come on in
Lets do it again and again and again
Pull out the razor
Cut right down the line
Show me what your made of and I'll show you a good fucking time
Mr Bronson king of his game
Mr Bronson old as time
Mr Bronson come on in
Lets do it again and again and again
