Travellin'for Weeks
From Town to Town
It never comes easy
Winter freeze is on
And when the Guns go off
You're like a thundering Bomb
At the Edge of the Stage
That's where a Herat belongs
The Time are gonna change
We're only fools Yeah
Addicted to Rock and roll
I gotta bad bad bad
Bad Attitude
I gotta bad bad bad
Bad Attitude
You can hear the Bell ring
And get out of your Bed
Looking like Brothers
Of a living dead
Champagne for Breakfast
For some hot long days
When sweat taste so sweet
You better beware
Looking like Brothers of a living dead
Hear the Bell ring
nd you get out of your bed
