Me and my band of brothers got you covered On the honky tonk front lines Well, we ain't no rookies; it's our third tour of duty Yeah, that's all right I came up through the trenches where We only played for tips and alcohol You find out what you're made

Ma poupée hé hé, ma poupée hey Car la roue tourne et tout se paye Un jour tu brilles puis on te raye Des larmes de pluie sur ton soleil Ouh ouh ouh ouh Du sang sur tes genoux Des larmes dans ton moteur Entre les griffes des loups, tu pleures. De l'or ou

When the priest kill a maiden in the metal church Armored saints and warlocks watched the slaughter Rage of the slayer forced the pretty maids To kiss the queen in crimson glory Woooaaaahhhyeeeaaaahyeeaaah Take some venom and accept That you won't see

Oh, my god, I cry in fear Afraid you have forgot me here Afraid you haven’t gotten long Your quiet dove and faithful son I kept the promises I made I went to work, I worked all day When I wanted to run, I stayed Little children came and grew Moved away

We go big or we go back home People looking at us like we're losing it, losing it But, baby, we ain't doing nothing wrong Gonna be up all night, chasing the sunrise Like we're wild and young, baby, kids on the run Gonna party like we just turned twenty

Victimized, victimized Never again victimized No regret for the confidence betrayed No more hiding in shadow 'Cause I won't wait for the debt to be repaid Time has come for you They're acting like they want a riot, it's a riot I'll give them As the sound

Sunday morning, I forgot my prayer I should have been happy, I still be there Something could have come and taken me away But the mainman felt Sly should be here another day That's why I got to be thankful yeah, yeah I gotta be thoughtful Ah ha thankful,

Lean back and watch the sundown fade Do what I do and life's a little sideways I take a sip and say a prayer Wait for the shooting star and stare Off at the headlights on the highway That guy in the windshield looking back looks just like me But there's

Van cayendo amapolas Van cayendo en villa trina Las begonias de mi wina Una carta tuya Hoy yo recibí Y con punto y coma Niña respondí Cariñito amado

All I see is red, now Red from my heart, red like my blood Red from my lips when you told me you were done Just can't dream nothing else It's all around me I'm drowning, no one can help We were living in black and white Under the grayest sky