Golden Earring - Save Your Skin Lyrics

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Save Your Skin

Save Your Skin Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Save Your Skin By Golden Earring?
The pity and the pleasure and the guilt and the pain
The sun and the moon and the stars in the rain It's all the same Goin' back to zero The other side a life With gasoline and neon lights Seeping though the night On a coulour-slide Hand that's holdin' a gun It's the trigger happy son Another abnormality A wolf among the sheep It's the good time boy, girls toy Takin' another chance And there he goes Do you think he knows On and on he goes Do you think it shows Hold on he's coming back Like a joker jumpin' outa the deck Hit a lotta dust. Hit it hard Just to prove my lord he can take a lot Dig it now you still can Get a smoke-screen and a rifle-man Holy Christ look at the state he's in Save your skin take my advice And keep the kids inside Save your skin now you can without an alibi Save your skin take my advice And leave the dogs outside 'Cause here he comes It's the demon man with the fire in his eyes Checking out your lies one by one. Soul kitchen's empty Lotta contrast with last night There's broken chairs and broken glasses Everywhere in sight Sunlight is blindin' my eyes Minute he walks in How ya been? |
Who Wrote Save Your Skin By Golden Earring?
Barry Hay, Cesar Zuiderwijk, George Kooymans, Rinus Gerritsen, Barry A Hay
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What's The Duration Of The Save Your Skin By Golden Earring?The duration of Save Your Skin is 6:42 minutes and seconds. |
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