Saxon - Grind

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Get on top, keep it up (*)
Don t let them ever grind you down

Up down, turn around, give a little more
Inside, outside, knocking on my door
I don t need no preacher man telling me what to do
All I want is to live my life, the rest is up to you

[Repeat *]

Prime time, my time, take it on the run
Place your bets, get set, have yourself some fun
Look into my crystal ball, I ll tell you what s in store
Another rich man getting fat, taking from the poor

[Repeat *]

Come on down, hang around, feel like number one
Pump and grind, stand in line, the show has just begun
Don t be fooled by what you see, nothing s ever free
Everyone must pay the price, they re just like you and me

[Repeat *]

Inne utwory

  • Bloodletter
  • Rock the nations
  • All guns blazing
  • Cut out the disease
  • Empty promises
  • Broken heroes
  • Sixth form girls
  • For whom the bell tolls
  • Backs to the wall
  • Party till you puke
  • Frozen rainbow
  • Ministry of fools
  • Sea of life
  • We are strong
  • Witchfinder general
  • Give it all away
  • Losowe utwory

    Road rules apply

    Well I m back from the road,
    And you re out on it,
    And I m tired of this distance,
    And I believe it s over,
    It s over
    I m waiting..

    And this phone tag game is endless,
    The novelty is wearing,
    I m hoping time will pass,

    I cried for you

    I cried for you

    Now it s your turn to cry over me
    Every road has a turning
    That s one thing you re learning
    I cried for you
    What a fool I used to be
    Now I ve found two eyes
    Just a little bit bluer
    I ve found a heart
    Just a little bit truer
    I cried for...

    Moper

    It s Late at Night
    and all i can think about
    is how i went to work
    and just sat around
    and wasted my whole day
    time goes by and
    soon we forget about
    the way we looked
    dumb things that mattered...

    Hope

    When you look at me
    From your own century
    I may seem to be
    Strange archeology
    But when the winds blow
    From this direction
    You may sense me there
    In your reflection
    I think I feel you
    But I will never know
    As the swallows leave
    And the children grow...

    Sing along

    If you could read my mind, you might slap my face.
    If you could see inside my heart, you d see it s in the right place.

    See, it s like bunnies in a Bramble, or honey bees in a hive.
    Whenever I m beside you, that s my paradise.
    Might be a twisted...