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This song is for catching the blood you shed For there's no escaping the quick and the dead The beggars of madness who fall at your feet The blind and the damaged have taken the street You know you talk too much Boy you must be losing your touch For flirting with danger, for feeding the dread For walking the streets where angels fear to tread Got a little bit damaged as the lights went down For taking a joy ride through the wrong side of town SongtexteFor a ticket to nowhere they followed you home For pieces of silver they've shaken your bones Remember the madness, the time and the place Remember the thunder that rained on your face You couldn't talk your way out Of a dust-up you could do without For flirting with danger, for feeding the dread for walking the streets where angels fear to tread got a little bit damaged as the lights went down for taking a joy ride through the wrong side of town you know you talk too much boy you must be losing your touch for flirting with danger for feeding the dread for walking the streets where angels fear to tread This song is for catching the blood you shed This song is for grieving the quick and the dead For the blind and the damaged who followed you home And the one eyed man who wouldn't leave you alone Aus Songtexte Mania