Shoot For Thrills - L.A. Guns

Fight!

Fight!

Fight!

Fight!

Fight!

Fight!

Fight!

Fight!

Fight!

Whoa

Bright lights are shining

Moves in the dark

The city streets are empty now

Except for dogs that bark

Footsteps like thunder

Underneath the stars

Alley ways come alive at night, yeah

Trouble isn’t far

Born to run, born to fight

We shoot for thrills, yeah, into the night

We shoot for thrills into the night

Into the night, into the night

We shoot for thrills into the night

Fight!

Fight!

Fight!

Fight!

Fight!

Fight!

Fight!

Fight!

Fight!

Sleeping in the gutters

I’m dirty as a rat

Hiding out in doorways

For the next attack

Cop chase in the moonlight

Church bells, they chime

Cold blood is running

It happens all the time

Born to run, born to fight

We shoot for thrills, yeah, into the night

We shoot for thrills into the night

Into the night, into the night

We shoot for thrills into the night

Born to run, born to fight

We shoot for thrills, yean, into the night

We shoot for thrills into the night

Into the night, into the night

We shoot for thrills into the night

Baby, is there anyone?

Fight!

Fight!

Fight!

Fight!

Fight!

Fight!

Oh!

Fight!

Fight!

Fight!

Fight!