Last night a little dancer, came dancing to my door
Last night my little angel, came pumping on the floor
She said come on baby, I've got a license for love
And if it expires, pray help from above, because

In the midnight hour, she cried more, more, more
With a rebel yell she cried more, more, more
In the midnight hour babe more, more, more
With a rebel yell more, more, more, more, more, more, more

She don't like slavery, she won't sit and beg
But when I'm tired and lonely she sees me to bed
What set you free and brought you to me, babe
What set you free, I need you here by me, because

In the midnight hour, she cried more, more, more
With a rebel yell she cried more, more, more
In the midnight hour babe more, more, more
With a rebel yell more, more, more

He lives in his own heaven
Collects it to go from the seven eleven
Well, he's out all night to collect a fare
Just as long, just as long it don't mess up his hair

I walked the world, with you, babe
A thousand miles, with you
I dried your tears, of pain, babe
A million times, for you

I'd sell my soul, for you, babe
For money to burn, with you
I'd give you all, and have none, babe
Just to, just to, just to, to have you here by me, because

In the midnight hour, she cried more, more, more
With a rebel yell she cried more, more, more
In the midnight hour babe more, more, more
With a rebel yell she cried more, more, more, more, more, more

Oh yeah, my little baby
She want more, more, more, more, more, more
Oh yeah, my little angel
She want more, more, more, more, more, more
Il tuo voto:
Day by day
Hour by hour
What haunts my nighttime
Sharts my daylight
Even good friends
Have no answers
Beautiful stars
You don't want a hard patch
Just a few facts
It's use and abuse
You'd write your story
As work for playtime
Time for love
My beautiful stars
Beautiful stars

Don't touch her man
I want her over and over again
Don't touch her man
I want her over and over again

Beautiful stars
In my daytime drama
When I ask the questions
War and answers
See you dancing
Romancing what I want
My beautiful star
Beautiful star

Don't touch her man
I want her over and over again
Don't touch her man
I want her over and over and over and over

Beautiful star
Of my daytime drama
Yes it's in my hand now
You're my hope for a future
Beautiful star
Of my daytime drama
Love to win a boy
You're my hope for a future
Some are happy and some are amazed
Some are devoted
Some are saved
I was one, but I was saved
Again, again
Beautiful star of a daytime drama
Il tuo voto:
I'm all out of hope
One more bad break could bring a fall
When I'm far from home
Don't call me on the phone
To tell me you're alone
It's easy to deceive
It's easy to tease
But hard to get release

Les yeux sans visage
Eyes without a face
Les yeux sans visage
Eyes without a face
Les yeux sans visage
Eyes without a face
Got no human grace
Your eyes without a face

I spend so much time
Believing all the lies
To keep the dream alive
Now it makes me sad
It makes me mad at truth
For loving what was you

Les yeux sans visage
Eyes without a face
Les yeux sans visage
Eyes without a face
Les yeux sans visage
Eyes without a face
Got no human grace
Your eyes without a face

(guitar solo)

When you hear the music you make a dip
Into someone else's pocket then make a slip
Steal a car and go to Las Vegas oh, the gigolo cool
Hanging out by the State Line
Turning holy water into wine
Drinking it down, oh

I'm on a bus on a psychedelic trip
Reading murder books tryin' to stay hip
I'm thinkin' of you you're out there so
Say your prayers
Say your prayers
Say your prayers

Now I close my eyes
And I wonder why
I don't despise
Now all I can do
Is love what was once
So alive and new
But it's gone from your eyes
I'd better realize

Les yeux sans visage
Eyes without a face
Les yeux sans visage
Eyes without a face
Les yeux sans visage
Eyes without a face
Got no human grace
Your eyes without a face

Such a human waste
Your eyes without a face
(And now it's getting worse)
Il tuo voto:
Whoawwwww!

So my good friends,
Your super drug airheads.
I'm out to the stratosphere.
Rain for a day glow.
Holy Water for your soul.
And I wake up, in the U.S.A.

You know we're gonna ride,
On the blue highway.
Walk with the legs you're blind,
On the blue highway.
Wave hello to christ,
On my highway.
Yes I almost died,
On the blue highway.

Here someone from Mars,
On a stolen guitar.
He's out to ride the night. Uh!
Oh, sister's so hip too.
I hear you and I miss you.
Co-starring in the U.S.A.

You know we're gonna ride,
On the blue highway.
Walk with the legs you're blind,
On the blue highway.
Way hollow to crash,
On my highway.
Yes I almost died,
On the blue highway. Oww!

Why do I miss you?
Why did I kiss you?
Because.

You know we're gonna ride,
On the blue highway.
Walk with the legs you're blind,
On the blue highway.
Way hollow to crash,
On my highway.
Yes I almost died,
On the blue highway.

So glad that you're living now,
I'm glad that you're here.
I'm glad that you wanna stay.
Because.

You know we're gonna ride,
On the blue highway.
Walk with the legs you're blind,
On the blue highway.
Way hollow to crash,
On my highway.
Yes I almost died,
On the blue highway.

On the blue highway!

Uh! Save me now!
Wings and high winds, right above.
Yes there's a time, a time for love.
Then you kissed me,
On the blue highway!

Why do I miss you?
How do I kiss you?
Il tuo voto:
There's a change in pace
For fantasy and taste
Do you like the music?
Do you like to dance?
Oh yeah

Hanging out for a body shop at night
Ain't it strange what they do to feel all right
Oh yeah

So...
When will you call?
I am experienced
Oh yeah

Face to face
And back to back
You see and feel
My sex attack
Sing it

Flesh...flesh for fantasy
We want
Flesh...flesh for fantasy

It's after midnight
Oh are you feeling all right?
Oh yeah
Turn on the light babe
Is there someone else tonight?

Neighbour to neighbour
Door to door
Don't ask questions
Time for it all
Oh yeah

Face to face
And back to back
You see and feel
My sex attack
Sing it

Flesh...flesh for fantasy
We cry
Flesh...flesh for fantasy

(guitar and bass solo)

I sing for culture...

Fathers love his sons
Mothers daughters too...
It's an old old story
Cries the new world too

Flesh...flesh..flesh for fantasy
We want
Flesh...flesh for fantasy
We want
Flesh...flesh for fantasy
We want
Flesh...flesh for fantasy
You cry
Flesh...flesh for fantasy

There's a change in pase
For fantasy and taste
Turn out the light babe
You could miss your chance

Neighbour to neighbour
Door to door
Enjoy the crime
You do your time
Never been nothing before
Il tuo voto:
I have the time so I will sing, yeah
I'm just a boy but I will win, yeah
Lost song of lovers fellow travelers, yeah
Leave me sad and hollow out of words

It could happen to you
So think for youreself:
If I should stumble
Catch my fall, yeah
If I should stumble
Catch my fall

Catch my fall
If I should stumble
Catch my fall
If I should stumble

I've traveled and unwound my own truth, yeah
I've laid my head on the rock of youth, yeah
I've trusted and then broken my own word
Just to keep me free in this mad, mad world

It could happen to you
So think for youreself:
If I should stumble
Catch my fall ,yeah
If I should stumble
Catch my fall
Catch my fall

It could happen to you
So think for youreself:
If I should stumble won't you catch my fall yeah
If I should stumble catch my fall yeah
If I should stumble would you catch my fall
If I should stumble catch my fall
Catch my fall ,yeah
If I should stumble
Catch my fall
Il tuo voto:
Watch the sky
For a reason why
I'm safe here
Sunday it was part
Monday it was none
Monday was none
For the dead next door
One pair of silent terror reins
And we're the dead next door

The heat of the day fades away
Fades into the night
The heat of the day
Offering a wedding
Suffering away
For the dead next door
You see
One error, silent terror
And we're the dead next door

In animal land
And dark is in command
One thing you should know
Don't hear that knocking
Don't eat out of their hand
Don't stumble, die
You say
Don't stumble, cry
They see you and me
You and me
With the dead next door
You and me
With the dead next door
You and me
With the dead next door
Il tuo voto:
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