1. The Dead South - In Hell I'll Be In Good Company
2. Álvaro Soler - Manila (ft. Ray Dalton)
3. Álvaro Soler - A Contracorriente (ft. David Bisbal)
Iron Maiden - Holy Smoke
Előadó: | Iron Maiden |
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Album: | Keressük! |
Szövegírók: |
Steve Harris Bruce Dickinson |
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Zeneszerzők: |
Steve Harris Bruce Dickinson |
Kiadó: | Keressük! |
Stílus: | Heavy Metal |
Címkék: | Keressük! |
Megtekintve: Ma 2, összesen 3201 alkalommal
Dalszöveg
Believe in me - send us money
Died in the cross and that ain't funny
But my so called friends are making me a joke
They missed out what I said like I never spoke
They choose what they wanna hear - they don't tell a lie
They just leave out the truth as they're watching you die
Saving your soul by taking your money
Flies round shit, bees around honey
Holy smoke, holy smoke, plenty bad preachers for
The devil to stoke
Feed'em in feet first this is no joke
This is thirsty work making holy smoke
Jimmy reptile and all his friends
Say they gonna be with you at the end
Burning records burning books
Holy soldiers Nazi looks
Crocodile smiles just wait a while
Till the tv queen gets her make up clean
I've lived in filth I've lived in sin
And I still smell cleaner than the shit you're in
They ain't religious but they ain't no fools
When Noah built his Cadillac it was cool
Two by two they're still going down
And the Satellite circus just left town
I think they're strange and when they're dead
They can have a Lincoln for their bed
Friend of the president - trick of the tail
Now they ain't got a prayer - 100 years in jail
Died in the cross and that ain't funny
But my so called friends are making me a joke
They missed out what I said like I never spoke
They choose what they wanna hear - they don't tell a lie
They just leave out the truth as they're watching you die
Saving your soul by taking your money
Flies round shit, bees around honey
Holy smoke, holy smoke, plenty bad preachers for
The devil to stoke
Feed'em in feet first this is no joke
This is thirsty work making holy smoke
Jimmy reptile and all his friends
Say they gonna be with you at the end
Burning records burning books
Holy soldiers Nazi looks
Crocodile smiles just wait a while
Till the tv queen gets her make up clean
I've lived in filth I've lived in sin
And I still smell cleaner than the shit you're in
They ain't religious but they ain't no fools
When Noah built his Cadillac it was cool
Two by two they're still going down
And the Satellite circus just left town
I think they're strange and when they're dead
They can have a Lincoln for their bed
Friend of the president - trick of the tail
Now they ain't got a prayer - 100 years in jail
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