Music: Ulrich Roth
Fire in her eyes ... burn ...
Perfume of the skies ...
Fingers cold as ice ... freeze ...
Devil in disguise!
Well, she"s a, she"s a, she"s a
You know that she"s a hell-cat, hell-cat, hell-cat, hell-cat
(She"s gonna scratch up your mind ...)
You know that guy with piccadilly-eyes
Was talking to the French boy
But didn"t realize.
An" he tried to get a wife
But he couldn"t stay alive
Well, you know that lad with the rubber-dad
Paints his fingers yellow, blue, and red.
An" you also know that she"s a liar
Knowing only her desire ...
7. CRYING DAYS
Music :Rudolf Schenker
Force yourself to use your brain,
The only way to gain,
A lot of things are just a lie.
This world we love comes down in pain
With hate and bloody games
A question-mark up in the sky.
Look, you can"t keep away
And you can"t hide
Tomorrow, yesterday, today ...
Some people say, we"ll do it better
Some people say, everything"s good
Some people sing, let"s come together
But nobody has ever brought it through
Maybe you and me ...