Texty písní Bruce Dickinson

Bruce Dickinson

No Lies

No lies, no angels, no lies, no angels

No lies, no angels, no lies, no angels

No Heaven, no Heaven, no lies

No lies, no angels, no Heaven

No lies, no angels, no Heaven

Waitin' on a corner of a red light street

Where the dealers and the junkies and the graveyards meet

By the light of a street light moon

If you hang 'round here babe, you're leavin' soon

On the run from a country, from the law

Well, here's a safe place behind every front door

Wanna wander where the guide book doesn't go

Watchin' the windows, part of the sideshow

No lies, no angels, no Heaven

No lies, no angels, no Heaven

Where the money men's wallets bleed

Where the fat cat sinners fill their needs

Where the vicar goes for his sin

Where the stick up artist gets stuck in

Oh, look around here it's no big deal

For an ounce of pleasure or a five minute feel

Riding side saddle on a rented machine

Hang on loosely, part of the scene

No lies, no angels, no Heaven

No lies, no angels, no Heaven

No lies, no angels, no Heaven

No lies, no angels, no Heaven

No lies, no angels, no Heaven

No lies, no angels, no Heaven

No lies, no angels, no Heaven

No lies, no angels, no Heaven

No lies, no angels, no Heaven

No lies, no angels, no Heaven