[B. Dickinson/ Roy Z.] [The Chemical Wedding-sessions, 1998] We live and die like all the rest Every summer has its sunset every year Love and hope
Well Billy bought a Chevy '40 Coupe Deluxe Chrome wheels, stick shift Give her gas, pop the clutch Little girls on the corner Like a diamond they
to the earth And I know you'll take comfort in knowing you've been roundly blessed and cursed But love is a power greater than death, just like the songs
Well Billy bought a Chevy '40 coupe deluxe Chrome wheels, stick shift, give her gas, pop the clutch Girls on the corner like a diamond they shine Someday
never slowing to reason Like living and dying was all he did This is the last cowboy song... This is the last cowboy song... [ guitar ] This is the last cowboy song
Caffe nero, un cielo di cenere Sara tira le tende sintetiche La neve ricopre la strada gelata E' giunto il momento, l'attesa e bastata Neve scende sopra
nel rogo, morte alle ideologie Posso sentire il vento scandire I nomi di ogni soldato E un nome e un colpo di mitra Che brucia il silenzio Il vento sospira
Refrain: Lieder die wie Brucken sind die braucht jede Mann jede Frau und jedes kind braucht sie sicher irgentwan Lieder die wie Brucken sind scheinen
You and me we were the pretenders We let it all slip away In the end what don?t surrender Well the world just strips away Girl ain?t no kindness in
Lied kann eine Brucke sein Hab etwas Mut und stimm mit ein Und ist dein Herz bereit Komm uber diese Brucke her aus deiner Einsamkeit Ein Lied kann eine
Instrumental
Do you know my name before you tear me apart? Do you care who I am?
We live and die like all the rest Every summer has it's sunset every year Love and hope put to the test Every grain of comfort holds the seed of fear
night And I will miss the times when it was so right Although it seems so long ago, so long, hey hey This is my swan song, I'm gone, gone This is my swan song
Well ya know when you're young, There's such a distance between you and your family. Just can't see things from the same point of view. Papa wants a
Well, I got a little girl down by the river Now she keeps ??? tight I got a little girl, she every night She says "I'm feeling like a wild, hands
fathers have all gone The lost souls search for saviors But saviours don't last long Those aimless, questionless renegade brats Who live their lives in songs