Turn The Page — текст песни (Metallica)

On a long and lonesome highway east of Omaha
You can hear the engine moanin` out his one long one note song
You think about the woman or the girl you knew the night before
But your thoughts will still be wandering, the way they always do
When you`re ridin` sixteen hours, there`s nothin` much to do
And you don`t feel much like ridin`, you just wish the trip was through

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Here I am, on the road again
There I am, up on stage
Here I go, playin` star again
There I go, turn the page

Well you walk into this restaurant, strung out from the road
And you feel the eyes upon you, as you`re shakin` off the cold
You pretend it doesn`t bother you, but you just want to explode
Most times you can`t hear `em talk, other times you can
All the same old clichЋs: Is it woman, is it man?
And you always seem outnumbered, you don`t dare make a stand
Make your stand

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Out there in the spotlight, you`re a million miles away
Every ounce of energy you try to give away
Sweat pours out your body, like the music that you play
Later in the evening as you lie awake in bed
With the echoes of the amplifiers ringin` in your head
You smoke the day`s last cigarette, rememberin` what she said

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