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• Artiste: Jon Windle
• Titre: Step Out The Man
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Well the streets are littered with a poor man's pain And the dreams that he had that he tossed away It's no good talking about yesterday When they're knocking down your door Well you can pray for money You can pray for love You can talk about the things that you wish you'd done Dwelling on a loss that you should have won Makes you a bitter man So step out the man (step out the man) Open the curtains (open the curtains) One thing's for sure (one thing's for sure) Nothing is certain So run run lose your heavy heart Let the band play and the camera start to flash Man, what a scene Faces on the cover a magazine And the world moves fast, but you're standing still The thoughts you had they make you feel ill It's like your scaling a forty foot wall Oh baby sod 'em all Well you can't walk fast with a heavy heart As the things you build well they just fall apart You've ended up back up at the start And you're crawling up the wall Time doesn't wait around The tick of the clock's the only sound The minutes pass as the hand goes round A life time tick-tock ticking down So step out the man (step out the man) Open the curtains (open the curtains) One thing's for sure (one thing's for sure) Nothing is certain So run run lose your heavy heart Let the band play and the camera start to flash Man, what a scene Faces on the cover a magazine And the world spins fast, but you're standing still The thoughts you had they make you feel ill It's like your scaling a forty foot wall Oh baby sod 'em all So step out the man (step out the man) Open the curtains (open the curtains) One thing's for sure (one thing's for sure) Nothing is certain So run run lose your heavy heart Let the band play and the camera start to flash Man, what a scene Faces on the cover a magazine And the world spins fast, but you're standing still The thoughts you had they make you feel ill It's like your scaling a forty foot wall Oh baby sod 'em all