Crack Hitler

Sink the eight ball Buy the lady a drink And nobody knows my name Bodies float up From the bottom of the river Like bubbles in fine champagne He's the one, no doubt Walkin' on a tightrope He's the one, no doubt Got a gash on my head And a grin on my face And a shadow called danger Hidin' in the sheets and on the streets In the heart of every stranger Here he comes, look out We're depending on you Here he comes, look out (Hey) Sweat on the brow and a tap on the phone And lives are on the line Pick up the briefcase On a high speed chase Breathin' by the roll of the dice Reachin' up to the top Teach the world a lesson Reachin' up to the top In regards to my usage of the drug It modified my personality To the extent that I was highly irritable I was like a crack Hitler Keep up the fight And in the wink of an eye (never give up) Oh ah look out