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we don't know quite where we come from but probably straight from hell none of us have a mother and all our pops are in jail we're a rag-tag group of children our version of the sun is the moon live inside devil's canyon get around by hot air balloon we are the outlaws we were without cause but now we have cause bitch, take your clothes off we ride on bullet trains we're more than angry and a little gay just let us marry man factory heed our decree we are the outlaws we were without cause but now we have cause bitch, take your clothes off Letras de cancioneswe ride on bullet trains (ride with me!) we're more than angry and a little gay just let us marry man factory heed our decree From Letras Mania