a man And I'm on the run But I'm through paying my dues I'm through with you 'Cause I'm a man on the run 'Cause I'm a man on the run 'Cause I'm a man
Vertaling: Blue Cheer. Man Op Die Begin.
've been walked on, I've been abused But that was then, now I'm just amused Don't have time to be singin' the blues I can do what I like, I can go where
Preeld in by Allah that I'm hittin' for y'all Growin' up on the New York concrete lookin' Like a little snotty dish of prodigy cookin' They called me Little Man
Only to lose it to the man Oh, lost it all The Blue Steel Dues The Blue Steel Dues. The Blue Steel Dues The Blue Steel Dues The Blue Steel Dues Don'
blues they strike again Another worker drops his pen He wants to be done And out on the run Away fromhe curse, he'd swap all his worth To be a man of
exchanged numbers for the study program, When I saw your number on that paper, I said: "Oh man", I added you and waited for you patiently on msn, You
heavy boots and clothes And into that cool blue You're not even dipping your toe I find this bed too big now It's like those people you see on the way
bold, in seach of gold, a casket for a dying world. Our hero stands, wealth in hand, The prize for his endeavors. The masses cheer, to hide their fears That no man
this sweet me than i could swallow a bull fighter or write names on the walls in blood or wear the victims horns on my head or row a boat across the
soul Down on Beale there's a honky-tonk bar So hear the wail of a blues guitar Have a beer and drop a dime in the blind man's jar The blues sing softly
hold it right there (yo, get off me man) We got an illegal low blow on the fighter in the blue trunks (yo, yo get the fuck off me man) If I see one more
hold it right there (Yo, get off me man) We got an illegal low blow on the fighter in the blue trunks (Yo, yo get the fuck off me man) If I see one more
Pipe down and swearing. Look, from here on, You'd say nothing wrong. Now try it again. [Roxie Hart] - I was born on... [Velma Kelly] - Come on... You
skeptical walls But once you slept with one dime, man, you slept with them all. Family, money, and music is all I ever knew My necklace suffer from depression, It's forever blue Cheer
blue flame Polished on a mountain range And over hills and fields I flew Wrapped up in a royal blue I flew over Royal City last night A bullfighter on
men have a guess man Watch the spirit go Batman zips the monster as he bleeds And gets up on the buzz he needs And a kid on the street just reads And
myself! CHORUS: Ev'ry hotsy-totsy Nazi... ROGER: ...stand and cheer! THE HEIL-LOs: The Fuhrer is causing a furor! He's got those Russians on the run
