101st String Ensemble Turn it to city, turn it to game Turn it, women, turn it to shame The life that you lead, the chance that you touch A shadow in the night, on the line, your heart Lips in the sea are coming, don't you run away Souls in tequila, carrying me through the night Souls in tequila, carrying me through the fight Souls in tequila, carrying me through the night Souls in tequila, carrying me through the fight Wait for the night to fall, to plan their attack White souls and breathing moths, an army of blacks Killers without a cause, rebels with no name City's gone to the underground, caught in a deadly game If you see us coming, don't you run away Souls in tequila, carrying me through the night Souls in tequila, carrying me through the fight Souls in tequila, carrying me through the night Souls in tequila, carrying me through the fight Fly just on me, kick an ass If you see us coming, don't you run away Souls in tequila, carrying me through the night Souls in tequila, carrying me through the fight Souls in tequila, carrying me through the night Souls in tequila, carrying me through Carrying me through the fight