I'm all out of hope One more bad break could bring a fall When I'm far from home Don't call me on the phone To tell me you're alone It's easy to deceive
Some of my good friends It's to put your hands I ought to start this here Rain for a day glow But when you want to walk through Soho And I wake up in
because" In the midnight hour, she cried more, more, more With a rebel yell, she cried more, more, more In the midnight hour, babe, more, more, more With a rebel yell
I have the time so I will sing, yeah I'm just a boy but I will win, yeah Lost song of lovers, fellow travelers, yeah Leave me sad and hollow out of words
Flesh, flesh, flesh for fantasy We want Flesh, flesh for fantasy We want Flesh, flesh for fantasy You cry Flesh, flesh for fantasy Face to face And back
Day by day Hour by hour What haunts My nighttime Starts my daylight Even good friends Have no answers Beautiful stars You don't want a hard patch Just
Hearts which beat to a precise beat Fading shadows on the wall We'll cut our cards, drive out bars All for one, one for all Like a teenage heat and carnival
If you're waiting for a call It is double trouble the pressure of it all This line is due for communication Not if you've lost all reason Crank call
Motorbikin', motorbikin', motorbikin', motorcycling Movin' on the queens' highway Lookin' like a streak of lightnin' If you gotta go, go, gotta go motorbike
Watch the sky For a reason why I will say Sunday it was part Monday is none Monday was none For the dead next door One pair of silent terror reins And
Fordítás: Idol, Billy. Rebel Yell.
Fordítás: Idol, Billy. Rebell Yell.
Fordítás: Idol, Billy. Rebel Yell [élő és akusztikus].
Fordítás: Filmzene (a szám) filmzene. Rebel Yell [Billy Idol].
: Day by day Hour by hour What haunts my nighttime Sharts my daylight Even good friends Have no answers Beautiful stars You don't want a hard patch Just
