Bruce Dickinson - Son of a gun
Tekst :
Holy was the preacher.Riding on his rig of steel in the rising sun.
This was no grim reaper.
But a man with a smile who took a pride in a job well done.
Ohh in a blood red sunrise.
He s preaching conversion as you lay down and die.
Just a god given holy roller.
In a god forsaken land.
He didn t choose this killing ground.
He didn t want this scrap of land.
You ve got to scorch the earth, yeah.
and make the rivers run dry.
Untill we learn to hate like him.
Kill for killin . Live to die.
[CHORUS:]
Ride on you son of a gun. Ride on. Ride into the setting sun.
You ve gotta be a hero, for one last time.
To prove through your destruction.
That killing is a great way of life.
There s a wooden cross somewhere.
Where they ll bury you down deep.
You lie to your people, You lie to yourself.
Your in love with death babe.
You ve got no shame.
[CHORUS]
The preacher laughed. The preacher cried.
He loaded bullets as he smiled.
Congregation sat and wondered.
Would they live or would they die.
Just an ordinary man, with his orders and his plans.
In the shadows of a cross.
Oh in a blood red sunrise.
Take me to jesus, with judas my guide.
[CHORUS]
Ride on your bleeding heart.
Ride on you play no part.
Ride on you feel no pity.
Ride on you feel no pain.
Ride into history.
Inne utwory
Losowe utwory
Worth the wait
For decades I have waited for your response
Cause deep inside I felt that we had bonded long ago
Now a lifetime has passed before my eyes
But I ve seen nothing but your face behind the veil of that snow white dress
We were ment to be for eternity
Spent your twenties between the...
Cause deep inside I felt that we had bonded long ago
Now a lifetime has passed before my eyes
But I ve seen nothing but your face behind the veil of that snow white dress
We were ment to be for eternity
Spent your twenties between the...
Lights of town
The red sun’s going down, I’ll be waiting up again
Wondering where you are tonight
Out with all your friends
And I guess that you don’t think about
The home you left behind
But I’d give everything to get you out of my mind
Wondering where you are tonight
Out with all your friends
And I guess that you don’t think about
The home you left behind
But I’d give everything to get you out of my mind
Tattooed millionaire
Tattooed boys with expensive toys.
Living in a bubble of sin.
Money can buy you most of anything.
Fix your nose or the mess your in.
Front page news you can share your views.
With a population that wants to be like you.
Out...
Living in a bubble of sin.
Money can buy you most of anything.
Fix your nose or the mess your in.
Front page news you can share your views.
With a population that wants to be like you.
Out...
Mister Shame
I know you re out there Mr Shame
I am calling your name Mr Shame
There is no doubt
You need to find out about the river
But there s no covert scheme
To help you find your dream
To the River
I am calling your name Mr Shame
There is no doubt
You need to find out about the river
But there s no covert scheme
To help you find your dream
To the River
The Queen of chinatown
It was down in Chinatown that I met the opium Queen
Babyface girl from Shanghai never smile and never cry
She now rules the underworld down in Chinatown
She runs all the opium down in Chinatown
Bring her your gold, bring her your worries
Babyface girl from Shanghai never smile and never cry
She now rules the underworld down in Chinatown
She runs all the opium down in Chinatown
Bring her your gold, bring her your worries