Rise of the eagles
The eighties matchbox b-line disaster
Rise Of The Eagles :
I wanna fly like an eagle, I wanna sing like Sinatra
I got a date with Destruction, I wanna love like a mother
I wanna fly like an eagle, I wanna sing like Sinatra
I got a date with Destruction, I wanna love like a mother
Listen up, let the lesson begin
Cos you're wrong and you know how to sin
As we dance on a razor's edge
As we dance they all [hurt in sin?]
I wanna fly like an eagle...
You're asking why must it be this way
As we're heading for our dying day
In a hole you'll be lying in
In a hole they all [hurt in sin?]
All dressed up and ready to go
I wanna fly like an eagle...
It's not your fault you're the living dead
Cos you were taught just to nod your head
Race of Man is a dying breed
Race of Man is a burning seed
Listen up, let the lesson begin
Cos you're wrong and you know how to sin
As we dance on a razor's edge
As we dance they all [hurt in sin?]
All dresses up and ready to go
I wanna fly like an eagle...
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