The Cult - Bite on the bullet

Bite on the Bullet: This song is said to be a an early version of Wild Hearted Son...

The best of the song, its the raw sound, just the opposite of "Groove co." a song ruined by the excessive edition; listen to "groove co" in the link below

   • The Cult - Groove Co.  
Sorry for the little fails and mistakes in the lyrics....

Kick out the dead heads, and burn with them
Make them bit on the bullet, I'm burning in the hell.
Here come the crash lords coming up fast
Better run from the city this may be your last.

The captain pulls the trigger, metaphysical pistol
That he held to the tramp while the rep he boogies on and on
With your stiff upper lip, and your fine grey clothes
I watch your rocket ship exploding, and I fell through my phone...

And there they trash their hearts...oh yeah...
La la la la la, la la la la laaaa yeeeeh

So the metaphysical pistol ... oh two is here

You better bite on the bullet with your stiff upper lip.
It's a burning baby, you know you don't exist
Oh here come the crash lords coming up fast
You better bite on the bullet this could be your last breath.

And he falls to his death...

Metaphysical pistol, pull that trigger
That the world holds to his head...
...Holds to his head...

And the killer rocks on
And the killer rocks on
To the killer rocking on
And the killer rocking on

Ruffin boogies on
Take a little trip out of your head
Takes a little time,
Take a little shine
Don't you beat it up, and a ruffin boogies on!
Ruffin boogies on to the sound of groove!!!
Ruffin boogies on and the devil too!!
Ruffin boogies on and you better get heavy!!
Here comes the crashlord
better ...........