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• Artiste: Golden Earring
• Titre: To The Hilt
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Wanna try, wanna fly Right through the needles eye Wanna be chilled, wanna be thrilled Press your luck right to the hilt Hey boy, quit that stare Get out of grandpa's rockin' chair How about raisin' hell, Let's see if we outdo ourselves One day you'll be tied and gagged Your head upon the railroad track The rail's hummin', there's a train a comin' I'm sure your last thought's full of regret Before the wheels roll across your neck Why didn't I do this How come I didn't do that I could be out there, paintin' towns red Sweat, maybe I'll wake up in bed No boy, this is it You should've used a bit more wit Get out there and dig in deep Stay wide awake when you're asleep Who wants to compromise When every second hour flies Set the time on half past tilt For making love right to the hilt One day you'll be buried Up to your elbows in the sand And there's honey glowin' Down your cheeks it's flowing You'll find some time to reflect Before the ants are crawling over your head Why didn't I do this How come I didn't do that Is this a dream that's gone bad Maybe I'll just wake up, wake up in bed To the hilt, is that what you said