Marty Friedman - Sheer Heart Attack Lyrics
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Sheer Heart Attack
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What Are The Lyrics For Sheer Heart Attack By Marty Friedman?
Well you're just seventeen - all you wanna do is disappear
You know what I mean there's a lot of space Between your ears The way that you touch don't feel nu nu nothin' Hey hey hey hey, it was the D.N.A. Hey hey hey hey, that made me this way Do you know, do you know, do you know, just how I feel ? Do you know, do you know, do you know, just how I feel ? Sheer heart attack Sheer heart attack Real cardiac I feel so inar, inar, inar, inar, inar, inar, inar, inar - ticulate Gotta feelin', gotta feelin', gotta feelin', like a paralyse It ain't no, it ain't no, it ain't no, it ain't no surprise Turn on the T.V. let it drip right down in your eyes Hey hey hey hey, it was the D.N.A. Hey hey hey hey hey, that made me this way Do you know, do you know, do you know, just how I feel ? Do you know, do you know, do you know, just how I feel ? Sheer heart attack Sheer heart attack Real cardiac I feel so inar, inar, inar, inar, inar, inar, inar, inar - ticulate Just how I feel Do you know, do you know, do you know. do you know, just how I feel ? Do you know, do you know, do you know, just how I feel ? Do you know, do you know, do you know, do you know, just how I feel ? Sheer heart attack Sheer heart attack Real cardiac |
Who Wrote Sheer Heart Attack By Marty Friedman?
Roger Taylor
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What's The Duration Of The Sheer Heart Attack By Marty Friedman?The duration of Sheer Heart Attack is 3:43 minutes and seconds. |
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