Letra de Breakout (London 1992) - Ace Frehley

"In memory of my personal friend Eric Carr (R.I.P.); 1, 2, 3, 4!"

Been in this cell block seven years too long
Paying for a crime when I didn't do anything wrong
Lyin' here rottin' for someone else's mistake
I've come to my senses, it's time to make a break

Breakout, I'm coming after you
Breakout, I'd say our love is overdue
Breakout, I'm at the breakin' point
Breakout, gonna bust of this joint
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I'm sick and tired of punching out license plates
For a criminal justice system that I hate
The food here suck, I'm not about to wait
Well I've come to my senses It's time to make a break

Breakout, I'm coming after you
Breakout, I'd say our love is overdue
Breakout, I'm at the breakin' point
Breakout, gonna bust of this joint