[intro]Red streamlined receiver on the brink, no time left to thinkIt's on the edge of time, on the edge of fireOn the end of the firing line[verse 1]Red streamlined receiver it's on the brink, there's no time left to thinkIt's on the edge of time, on the edge of fireOn the end of the firing line[chorus]Time is standing still, watch your pockets, make sure they're fullBefore you make your moveBe ready to roll Ready, ready, ready to rollBe ready to roll Ready, ready, ready to roll[verse 2]Hail to the cabbie who turns with ease, you know I seen him sleazing around these alleysHail to the chief in rich-mans tepeeSeen him running from room to room, with plenty of room to spare[chorus][verse 3]I hope your chair is comfy, 'cause I got it on the slyI hope you're happy where you live, because it could be where you die[chorus]Subitted by Michael.P.Lascuola@mci.com