Emerson, Lake & Powell - Touch And Go | Текст песни

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• Emerson, Lake & Powell
• Touch And Go

Man in the street, nowhere to sleep,
No time for nothing, no Patek Phillipe.
Pedal to the metal, blow by blow,
You're runnin' with the devil, it's touch and go.

They're leaving you nothing and nowhere to go,
Just put you in the corner like an old banjo,
The strings are breakin' but you can't say no,
You're runnin' with the devil, it's touch and go.

Systematic one man show,
You're caught up in the middle where the four winds blow.
No salvation, twenty below,
You're runnin' with the devil, it's touch and go

All systems go friend or foe,
It's all dependin' on the dice you throw,
Come without a warning like a UFO,
You're runnin' with the devil, it's touch and go.

You see this woman on a TV show,
She's drippin' in diamonds from head to toe,
They make you believe it's the status quo,
You're runnin' with the devil, it's touch and go

All systems go friend or foe,
It's all dependin' on the dice you throw,
Come without a warning like a UFO,
You're runnin' with the devil, it's touch and go.