Bruce Dickinson - Hell on wheels
Tekst :
Devil s driving down the track.
Hell on wheels and it won t turn back.
Engine racing down a one way street.
Speed wheel chasing in a red line heat.
Into the blackness. Into the night.
Out of the tunnel. Into the light.
Red for danger. That s just for show.
Climb aboard. Come as you go.
[CHORUS:]
Hard to steer when the devil s driving.
Helens wheels and the brake s won t hold.
Hard to steer when the devil s driving.
Hell on wheels and the brake s won t hold.
Too smart to come she just arrived.
Only gave her one but she s using five.
Minutes of time in the usual place.
If I was strapped in you could sit on my place. (face)
The door s were locked. The windows sealed.
Hitting me with the jack was the devil s deal.
Blue light flashing as the lipstick smudge.
Diving for cover in a tunnel of glove.
[CHORUS.]
Something s driving me. I don t know where.
Something down in my cellar somewhere.
Noone waiting for me down the line.
Noone waiting for me this time.
[CHORUS:]
Knuckle Down, Stick Shift, Take it slow.
Easy come means easy go.
Lay off the gas, make it last.
Cuz under my hood she s blowin fast.
Into the blackness. Into the night.
Out of the tunnel. Into the light.
Red for danger thats just for show.
Climb aboard. Come as you go.
[CHORUS.]
Inne utwory
King in crimson Gypsy road Laughting in the hiding bush Shoot all the clowns Soul intruders Headswitch The wicker man Broken Dive dive dive Innerspace Star children Lickin the gun Return of the king Zulu lulu All the young dudes The road to hell Gods of war Welcome to the pit Losowe utwory
You feel good
You feel right
You re so good
You feel good
You feel right
You re so good
Tiptoe
Over me
Tiptoe
Tiptoe
Over me
Tiptoe
You feel good
You feel right
You re so good
Tears start over
Tears start
...
turn today new revolution
slip away the noose
from around my neck
sailing in my confusion
the captain of my shipwreck
here I am
deep inside the hole I ve fallen
know I m down inside myself again
I m through the loophole
I m through the loophole
the loophole
I m through the loophole
the fountain s floor is blackened
with the...
Dors,
Dors mon petit trésor,
Tu peux être tranquille
Je suis là, près de toi,
Je te protège...
Dors,
Même s il fait froid dehors,
Je viendrai dans tes rêves
Pour tuer les méchants,
Toute ta peine...
Dors,
Et va vers les étoiles,
Mets tes grandes ailes d argent
Et...
I can t get no... satisfaction
I can t get no... satisfaction
And I try
And I try
And I try
And I try
I can t get no...
No no no
When I m drivin in my car
Na szybach maluje mróz,
Srebrzyste i białe kwiaty,
Dla biednych i dla bogatych,
Mróz kwiaty,prosto z nieba zniósł
Za oknem wicher i chłód,
Strach myślec co by też było,
Gdyby Nam tę naszą miłość
Bóg zmienił w lodowaty lód (?)
Biały płot cały sad biały,
W puszystej bieli świat,
W...