Tytuł: Metal beat

• Wykonawca: Gary Numan
• Wyświetleń: 265

  
   Nobody knew me so I bought some time.
  An hour or two with a friend of mine.
  Somebody lied so I burned their soul.
  Somebody screamed and the fire burned cold.
  
  I cure things, sweet young things.
  I take the pain away.
  I cure things, sweet young things.
  I soothe the pain away.
  I cure things, sweet young things.
  I take the pain away.
  I cure things, sweet young things.
  Like someone walks on their grave.
  
  I booked a small room in a cheap motel.
  Somewhere to hide and a cure to sell.
  I call it fashion, I'll make them bleed.
  No one to love but a ghost to feed.
  
  I was a puppet pulling my own strings.
  I can't believe that I did such things.
  I was a shadow but god forgives.
  Now I'm a priest and Jesus lives.
  
  - adlib -
  
  I cure things, sweet young things.
  I take the pain away.
  I cure things, sweet young things.
  I take the pain away.
  I cure things, sweet young things.
  I take the pain away.
  I cure things, sweet young things.
  Like someone walks on their grave.