None, they're the powerhouse of the cell.
None, we just swap out your whole house
Two, two, two
A voice from the back of the bar shouts back, "You don't have enough ammo, mate!"
Just one to hold the bulb while the world revolves around them.
Mitochondria, cause I'm the powerhouse of the cell
Depending what you're charged with can really effect how easily you're getting across.
An elaborate fantasy in which she is in prison and tries to escape by chewing through the bars of her cell.
I have a footlong waiting for **ewe** back in my cell!!!!
