free to make it your own Feel the engines burning hot Pounding out the sound A free man proud Forever free, riding with the wind in your hair (*) Forever free, forever free
Oversættelse: Saxon. Forever Free.
People say we're crazy but where's their sense of fun Take it to the limit, fly into the sun I'm doing fine Up on cloud nine Flying into battle, target
Working in a drug store Slaving on it nine to five Waiting for the weekend That's when she comes alive You've got me coming like a freight train (*)
Come on down, hang around, feel like number one Pump and grind, stand in line, the show has just begun Don't be fooled by what you see, nothing's ever free
My father used to work the seam far below the ground Digging for the coal to melt the steel But now he lies a twisted man one foot in the grave Just
Listen now, heed the warning Can't you hear the planet's cries With the storm comes the fury Mankind looks towards the sky Burn the wheat (*) Feed the
I don't want you to be my slave I don't want you to work all day I don't want you to be sad and blue 'Cos I just wanna make love to you I don't want
Creeping after midnight, shadows on the wall Something in the darkness, hear the footsteps fall Faces at the window, creatures of the night Seeking out
Just another kid in the firing line Up against the wall running out of time Makes no difference what you do That poisons taking hold of you No warning
