A sixteen hundred packed with angry young men Came burning down mainstreet I touched the epiphone that hung on my hip It knew the sound of my heartbeat But turning the corner In a twisted heap They pulled some bodies From an upturned Ford Some kid looked at me and said it's only life Might as well use it while we're young, Might as well use it while we're young
I queued with some friends outside the ABC one To see THE KILLER WITH NO NAME Yeah De Niros so great, and you know last week I saw the universe in flames But it's always the same like Citizen Kane Y'end up with nothing and you leave for home Talking and kicking coke cans in the street As Fu Manchu Looks on, As Fu Manchu Looks on
And I thought they must think I'm crazy The things I'll see for fun Then in my mind I saw the enemy And I wasted him with my gun
I thought of my brother working Heathrow Flying engines in the night Learning every part he'll be through in years When I'm signed on for life Lying here waiting for a hero to rise But a lazy man lies back instead No one hears the young man when he's alone Planning to kill someone, Planning to kill someone
And I thought it must be me who's crazy The things I'll do for fun Choosing poison to get to paradise Paradise west one And I thought it must be me who's crazy The things I'll do for fun Choosing poison to get to paradise Paradise west one
Compositores: William Michael Albert Broad, Anthony Eric James (James Tony) ECAD: Obra #16400635