Testo To The Hilt - Golden Earring
Testo della canzone To The Hilt (Golden Earring), tratta dall'album To The Hilt
Wanna try, wanna fly
Right through the needle's eye
Wanna be Chad, wanna be Fred
Push your luck right to the hilt
Hey boy, with that stare
Get out of grandpa's rocking chair
How about raising hell
Let's see if we are too ourselves
Come take me tied and gagged
Your head upon a railroad track
The rail's humming
There's a train a-coming
I'm sure your last thoughts full of regret
Before the wheels roll across your neck
Why didn't I do this?
How come I didn't do that?
I could be out there
Painting town's red, sweat
Maybe I'll wake up in bed
No boy, this is it
You should've used a bit more wit
Get out there, dig in deep
Stay wide awake when you're asleep
Who wants to compromise
When every second hour flies
Set the time on half past ten
It's making love right to the hilt
One day you'll be buried up to your elbows in the sand
There's honey flowing
Down your cheeks it's running
You'll find some time to reflect
Before the ants are crawling over your head
Why didn't I do this?
How come I didn't do that?
Is this a dream that's gone bad?
Maybe I'll just wake up
I might wake up in bed
Mmm, to the hilt
Is that what you said?
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Writer(s): George J Kooymans, Barry A Hay
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