The freeway is jammed
 and it's backed up for miles
 The car is an oven and baking is wild
 Nothing is ever the way it should be
 What we deserve we just don't get you see
 A briefcase, a lunch and a man on the edge
 Each step gets closer to losing his head
 Is someone in heaven are they looking down
 'Cause nothing is fair just you look around
 
 Falling down
 Falling down
 Falling down...
 
 He's sick of waiting of lying like this
 There's a hole in the sky for the angels to kiss
 Branded a leper because you don't fit
 In the land of the free
 You can live by your wits
 
 Once he built missiles a nations defence
 Now he can't even give birthday presents
 Across the city he leaves in his wake
 A glimpse of the future a cannibal state
 
 Falling down
 Falling down
 Falling down...
 
 The freeway is jammed and its backed up for miles
 the car is an oven and baking is wild
 Nothing is ever the way it should be
 What we deserve we just don't get you see
 A briefcase, a lunch, and a man on the edge
 Each step gets closer to losing his head
 Is someone in heaven are they looking down
 Nothing is fair just you look around
 
 Falling down
 Falling down
 Falling down...
 
 Falling down
 Falling down
 Falling down...
 
niedziela, 15 kwietnia 2012
Iron Maiden - Man On The Edge
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