Lyrics:

"Take your chances with the law.
Justice is only a roll of the dice." *

"Take your chances with the law."

Wake up dead
Bright light bite
Through my head. [echoes]
Where's the night?

Where's the bed? [echoes]

Pound sauce, roll the dice!
Lyin' like a son of a bitch!

"Like someone on the rampage..." [echoes "Rampage"]

Nightwalker [echoes]
Afraid of the night
Night stalker
Put it right.

Pound sauce, roll the dice!
Lyin' like a son of a bitch!

"Like someone on the rampage..." [echoes "Rampage"]

Give them hell [echoes]
Give it all we got
Wait for it to happen
Drink 'em up. [echoes]

Pound sauce, roll the dice!
Lyin' like a son of a bitch!

"Like someone on the rampage..." [echoes "Rampage"]

Pound sauce, roll the dice!
Lyin' like a son of a bitch!

"Like someone on the rampage..." [echoes "Rampage"]

Now I lay me down to sleep
Pray to the Lord my soul to keep
Burn in hell, I'm a bad seed
I gotta bleed. [echoes "Bleed"]

I gotta bleed!
I gotta bleed!
I gotta bleed!
I gotta bleed!

I gotta bleed... bleed... bleed... bleed... bleed... bleed... bleed... bleed... bleed... bleed... bleed... bleed...

[* sample from MAD MAX : BEYOND THUNDERDOME]