Richie Sambora - Mr. Bluesman
Tekst :
He was a manA ramblin man he was yes he was
Guitar in hand
His home was on the road and that s where he was
CHORUS 1
He s seen a thousand roads
He s been a million miles
And when he d bend a note
A tear would fill my eyes
Where are you playin
Mr. Bluesman
Mr. Bluesman
Town to town
Honkytonks and dives all look the same
His gypsy heart keeps his shadow ridin through the rain
CHORUS 2
A graveyard full of scars
His life will paint his songs
Cause when you re on the road
There s nowhere you belong
You re just alone
Where are you playin
Mr. Bluesman
Mr. Bluesman
CHORUS 1
I ve paid some dues
Now I make my living as a music man
I play the blues
I guess the blues must be just what I am
CHORUS 2
CHORUS 1
Inne utwory
Losowe utwory
Good at being gone
I ve taken time
to think about the words I ve said and what they mean
and I ve realized that having you is just like having everything
But when I see you dancing there
I get up and throw my hands in the air...
to think about the words I ve said and what they mean
and I ve realized that having you is just like having everything
But when I see you dancing there
I get up and throw my hands in the air...
Total conditioning
Well you re not, you re not who you think you are
Well we think that you are John or Dave
But you re not, you re not who you think you are
Jumbled mass of preconceived ideas
From our birth...
Schizophren
Ich weiß Du sprichst über mich und amüsierst Dich königlich
doch nicht in mein Gesicht sondern eher innerlich
beschäftige ich Dich und mich Schicht für Schicht
doch was ändert sich was ändert sich nicht was weiß denn ich
doch wenn Du glaubst ich wär Stier daß...
doch nicht in mein Gesicht sondern eher innerlich
beschäftige ich Dich und mich Schicht für Schicht
doch was ändert sich was ändert sich nicht was weiß denn ich
doch wenn Du glaubst ich wär Stier daß...
The night of the triumphator
Come come infernal war awake beasts of hell
free yourself from the chains that have been holding you for 666 years
We await sodomy and destruction
It is the night of the triumphator (starts the burning of heaven)
On this night in the pentagrams power we shoot the angels down from the sky
(and we)...
free yourself from the chains that have been holding you for 666 years
We await sodomy and destruction
It is the night of the triumphator (starts the burning of heaven)
On this night in the pentagrams power we shoot the angels down from the sky
(and we)...
Nothing left at all
It s so ugly inside here
I m trapped here
I cannot leave this place
Everything is all changing and fading
And i want to escape
But just when i thought i d found a way out
I fall right on my face
So don t wait too late
To see that they take til there s nothing
Nothing...
I m trapped here
I cannot leave this place
Everything is all changing and fading
And i want to escape
But just when i thought i d found a way out
I fall right on my face
So don t wait too late
To see that they take til there s nothing
Nothing...