Soundtracks - Battle Stations - Winger lyrics

Oh yeah! Hit it! Breakin Been caught between heaven and hell. My guitar is my ammunition, Raise the flag, sound the mission bell. Everybody always wants control of me, The only way to get it Take no prisoners, open fire, Battle stations! Someone Battle stations! Six-string shooter, hear it screaming, Slicing your head like a laser beam. It It makes me, makes me, makes me cream. Never let you get between me and my guitar. No use to keep trying, you won Take no prisoners, open fire, Battle stations! Someone Battle stations! Open fire, raise your fist, Battle stations! It Preprogrammed morons, Computer sleaze. Oh, yeah yeah yeah yeah! Never let you get between me and my guitar, No use to keep trying, you won Take no prisoners, open fire, Battle stations! Someone Battle stations! Back off, baby! Take no prisoners, open fire! Battle stations! Battle stations! Take no prisoners, open fire! Preprogrammed morons, Computer sleaze. Whoa! You