Steve walks warily down the street
With the brim pulled way down low
Ain't no sound but the sound of his feet
Machine guns ready to go
Are you ready are you ready for this
Are you hanging on the edge of your seat
Out of the doorway the bullets rip
To the sound of the beat yeah
Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
And another one gone
And another one gone
Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
And another one gone
And another one gone
Another one bites the dust
And another one gone
And another one gone
Another one bites the dust
Hey I'm gonna get you too
Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
Bites the dust
Bites the dust
Bites the dust
Bites the dust
Bites the dust
Bites the dust
Bites the dust
Bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
And another one gone
And another one gone
Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
