Rob Halford Robs Halfords Lyrics
| Band | |
|---|---|
| Album | Dreadful(2019) |
| Type | Album (Studio full-length) |
| Labels | Independent |
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15. Rob Halford Robs Halfords (0:31)
Pockets crammed, filled with AUX chords.
A Metal God stealing from the shop floor.
Electric eye is spying on car batteries.
Down his pants he’s stuffed a can of antifreeze.
Nicking bike supplies.
A Kleptomaniac in disguise.
Halfords the only store, where Rob does love to break the law…
He’s Hellbent, Hellbent for leather wipes.
In a bag he’s got 10 foot of spill off pipe.
Caught red handed and he’s set off running.
If you think he’ll stop you’ve got another thing coming.
A Metal God stealing from the shop floor.
Electric eye is spying on car batteries.
Down his pants he’s stuffed a can of antifreeze.
Nicking bike supplies.
A Kleptomaniac in disguise.
Halfords the only store, where Rob does love to break the law…
He’s Hellbent, Hellbent for leather wipes.
In a bag he’s got 10 foot of spill off pipe.
Caught red handed and he’s set off running.
If you think he’ll stop you’ve got another thing coming.
Dreadful - Lyrics
Dreadful - Album Credits
Members
- Sam Fowler : Vocals, Lyrics
- Alex LeGrice : Guitars, Backing Vocals
- Mark Bainbridge : Guitars
- Tobias Cope : Bass
- Lee Deane : Drums
