Minutes in Night - The Bronx

Live for the moment as fast as you can

Before that moment slips right through the palm of your hand

Punished and permanently home

Held hostage over the phone

Whether you’re in for the night

Or in for a minute

You will be buried in it

If I ever get the time to control my laughter

Much to everyone’s surprise, I will kill my master

Middle-east summer here in LA

No explanation and no one can get out of the way

Punish and cherish what is left

Shock and suspense at it’s best

Whether you’re in for the night

Or in for a minute

You will be buried in it

If I ever get the time to control my laughter

Much to everyone’s surprise, I will kill my master

If I ever get the time to control my laughter

Much to everyone’s surprise, I will kill my master

We are men of many faces, disguises and disgraces

When problems come our way, we just throw them all away

If I ever get the time to control my laughter

Much to everyone’s surprise, I will kill my master

If I ever get the time to control my laughter

Much to everyone’s surprise, I will kill my master

Kill my master!

Kill my master!

Kill my master!