Cover di Balls to Picasso

Balls to Picasso
Album - 6 giugno 1994 - Debaser id 10135

di Bruce Dickinson

We all have secret lives, in our secret rooms
Living in our movies, humming our own tunes
Living life in camera, when the night is closing down
Sliding into darkness, you could be like me

Where are you going? What are you doing?
Why are you looking at the cameras eye?
Where are you staying? why are you leaving?
We watch you breathing through the cameras eye

We all make up our faces, the make-up of the clown
Happy leaving traces of our childish background
Pointing at the sky, we can watch the stars
You think you're all alone, but you never are...

Where are you going? What are you doing?
Why are you looking at the cameras eye?
Where are you staying? why are you leaving?
We watch you breathing through the cameras eye

They ain't watching you, they ain't watching you now
They ain't watching you, they ain't watching you now

They ain't watching you, they ain't watching you now
They ain't watching you, they ain't watching you now

Where are you going? What are you doing?
Why are you looking at the cameras eye?
Political sleazes, sexual divas
We watch your heart beating through the cameras eye

Where are you going? What are you doing?
Why are you looking at the cameras eye?
Political sleazes, sexual divas
We watch your heart beating through the cameras eye
Il tuo voto:
There's a sinister game that children play, hey hey hey hey
When they get to the end of each schoolday, hey hey hey hey
They spend their lives getting ready for the kill � ha!

Laughing in the hiding bush, the joker is back
Laughing in the hiding bush, the joker is back

Who remembers the names of fallen heroes, hey hey hey hey
Who remembers today to fly their flags, hey hey hey hey
I couldn't say I loved ya, like I did before � nah!

Laughing in the hiding bush, the joker is back
Laughing in the hiding bush, it's a laughing attack
The joker is back
He's one of the pack
The joker is back
Laughing in the hiding in the kick him in the bush, yeah!

Laughing in the hiding bush, the joker is back
Laughing in the hiding bush, the joker is back
Laughing in the hiding bush, he's one of the pack
Laughing in the hiding bush, the joker is back
Il tuo voto:
Shoot, shoot, shoot all the clowns
Shoot, shoot, shoot all the clowns � shoot, shoot

I've been down at the crazy house
I've been playing with the cat and the mouse
I've been down, I've been down
I've seen the crazy people running around

Shoot all the clowns
Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down
Shoot all the clowns
Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down

Welcome to the circus where I fool around
I've got the killer smile, I'm a killer clown
Cover up your face, you've been found out
You laugh when there's nothing to smile about

Shoot all the clowns
Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down
Shoot all the clowns
Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down

Shoot, shoot, shoot all the clowns
Shoot, shoot, shoot all the clowns � shoot, shoot

Wanna gimme money, well you better get ready
I'm a certified friend of John Paul Getty
I'm a fat stargazer, I'm an all night raver
I'm an anything you wannabe, if I can get your sympathy
Welcome to the circus, I'm the killer clown
Welcome to the circus, hey gather round
Two sides of life, two sides of fun
The one who does it and the one who gets done

Shoot all the clowns
Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down
Shoot all the clowns
Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down

Shoot, shoot, shoot all the clowns
Shoot, shoot, shoot all the clowns
Shoot, shoot, shoot all the clowns
Shoot, shoot, shoot all the clowns
Shoot, shoot, shoot all the clowns
Shoot, shoot, shoot all the clowns...
Il tuo voto:
With a sense of irony everyone you see is chasing their illusions
Take a dive or sink or swim, but in the end you're in the same pollution
In your world escape is swift, the nonsense list is all you need to know
In the land of dreams, you make the right connections, then you'll be the hero
Ecstasy, the cult of me provides our institutions
You can live forever with a grave that stands where people used to function
You can join the saviours of our culture, vultures circling overhead my sky
Like the sin of gluttony won't set you free, but Betty Ford can help you try

You can get all the things you never needed
You can sell people crap and make them eat it

But where is our John Wayne
Where's our sacred cowboy now?
Where are the indians on the hill?
There's no indians left to kill

People die with oxygen and all their money can't afford a breath
People starving everywhere and staring in the face of death
Prostitutes and politicians laying in their beds together
You can be the saviour of the poor making up the policies to open up the back door...

You can get all the things you never needed
You can sell people crap and make them eat it

Where is our John Wayne
Where's our sacred cowboy now?
Where are the indians on the hill?
There's no indians left to kill

Where is our John Wayne
Where's our sacred cowboy now?
Where are the indians on the hill?
There's no indians left to kill

You can get all the things you never needed
You can sell people crap and make them eat it...eat it!

Where is our John Wayne
Where's our sacred cowboy now?
Where are the indians on the hill?
There's no indians left to kill

Where is our John Wayne
Where's our sacred cowboy now?
Where are the indians on the hill?
There's no indians left to...kill...
Il tuo voto:
For too long now, there were secrets in my mind
For too long now, there were things I should have said
In the darkness, I was stumbling for the door
To find a reason, to find the time, the place, the hour
Waiting for the winter sun and the cold light of day

The misty ghosts of childhood fears
The pressure is building and I can't stay away.

I throw myself into the sea
Release the wave
Let it wash over me
To face the fear I once believed
The tears of the dragon for you and for me

Where I was, I had wings that couldn't fly
Where I was, I had tears I couldn't cry
My emotions, frozen in an iced lake
I couldn't feel them until the ice began to break
I have no power over this, you know I'm afraid
The walls I built are crumbling, the water is moving,
I'm slipping away.

I throw myself into the sea
Release the wave, let it wash over me
To face the fear I once believed
The tears of the dragon for you and for me

Slowly I awake, slowly I rise
The walls I built are crumbling,
The water is moving,
I'm slipping away.

I throw myself into the sea
Release the wave, let it wash over me
To face the fear I once believed
The tears of the dragon for you and for me

I throw myself into the sea
Release the wave, let it wash over me
To face the fear I once believed
The tears of the dragon for you and for me
Il tuo voto:
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