Bruce Dickinson - Fire
Tekst :
Always let you down...
Always fooled around
Always stealing your own way
Life just seems too short
Life lived in the dirt
Kicked in the theet
Is what you meant to say
Fighting battles,never fired a shot
When you step into the fire
You re gonna get burned
Hide all the money you saved
Money won t pay
For the trouble you caused
Troubles coming back for more
Living on the edge
A blind man kneels on broken class
Building the bars of his own case
Running circles till you drop
Hating life until it stops
Kicked in the theet
Is what you meant to say...
Inne utwory
Real world Welcome to the pit Hell on wheels Son of a gun Mars within (Intro) Acoustic song Magician Kill devil hill Meltdown The freak Road to hell All the young dudes Inertia Freak Dracula Losowe utwory
Ohnny come lately on a Saturday night
singin how-de-do *
backstreet boogie in the house of delight
where they steal the show
the money come sour but the ladies are sweet
and it s a love affair
whole place rockin , people stompin...
Every time this year
this dark fog will appear
up from the tombs it comes
to take one more life that
can be near.
In the middle of transylvania
All natural life has for a long
time ago gone, its thin and so
beautyful but also so dark and
mysterious.
Once again the priest is messing
may the god bless us...
Dear God, is there somebody out there?
Is there someone to hear my prayer?
I m a simple man with simple words to say
Is there some point in asking?
Asking for more only got us where we are today
Lost and alone and afraid...
I ve been watching your performance since
I was just a boy
You re so diplomatic and you re actin so coy
I see you on the TV at nite when I m in bed
Can a
Blindman understand the color red?
I...
Schröder: Komm Stoibi, wir singen einen.
Stoiber: Äääh, nein..äääh...doch ...Frau Merkel ...äääh.. Schröder...shalalala ..äähh...lom
Schröder: He Eddi du Mutant, hab ich dir heute schon gesacht dass du nach Weiswurst riechst?
Stoiber: Selbstverständlich.......äääh...woas? äääh, Sie Skrupelloser Bolschevick, Sie...äääh... Tagedieb, was soll denn das, das stimmt so nicht!
Schröder: HaHaHa! Pass mal...