Backstree Boys — текст песни (Fitzgerald Patrik)

BACKSTREET BOYS (Patrik Fitzgerald 1979)
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They could be waiting round the corner
They`re such a scarifying sight to see
They could be waiting for a straying loner
They could be waiting for you or me.....
The patter of footsteps through an alleyway
Impatient in the dark, they wait to pounce
hey don`t look far when they want trouble
They know it at a glance.....
But, imagine you look like a boy
That they want after
There`s a face on their file
And they don`t care for why
And it`s no good getting mouthy
Or you`ll lose your teeth in their laughter
nd it`s no use acting timid
No use coming on shy
With the backstreet boys
Hear them running wild and stoney
You know the sound of violence, it frightens me
But I just pray that they don`t know me
I think it`s better to hear then see
But then I think to myself
That maybe it`s me that they`re trailing.
They stop you, no questions asked,
No time to spare.
And your eyes, half asleep,
And your energy failing.
And it`s time to disappear
But they`re always around somewhere.
And you move and you show
And your fingers point and off they go.
And you breath and they know
And they hear you when you`re tippy toe.
And there`s a lot of them
And you`re only one
And your nerves, at every shadow
Say to turn and run.
And they`d like you to turn
They`d like you to run.....
Would the backstreet boys
The backstreet boys
The backstreet boys
The backstreet boys.....