Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Call Paul Stanley, artist - Bad City. Album song Welcome to the Wasteland, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 22.08.2010
Record label: Atlantic
Song language: English
Call Paul Stanley |
Come on! |
I started out alone |
Down avenues and open roads |
The same girls, the same streets |
Her dirty stage and empty seats |
I said hey fortune teller take it from me |
You really can’t count on anything |
Except the sound and the dream |
The shape of things you never see |
I said he looks like a boy |
But when he sings oh man |
Cheap sunglasses and a rock and roll tan |
Mo mo money and mo mo fans |
Rock and roll angel to answer his prayers |
He’s got the crowd on his side and the blue jean lights in his eyes |
Gonna call Paul Stanley on the telephone in the middle of the night (middle of |
night) |
And if he doesn’t die young then he’ll fake it |
He spills his blood on the stage but it’s never enough |
Holds his hands to the sky and he smiles cause he won’t make it |
He headed west alone |
Late every night, so far from home |
Then we crashed, and we burned |
We live on the edge, we’ll never learn |
I said he looks like a boy |
But when he sings oh man |
Cheap sunglasses and a rock and roll tan |
Mo mo money and mo mo fans |
Rock and roll angel to answer his prayers |
He’s got the crowd on his side and the blue jean lights in his eyes |
Gonna call Paul Stanley on the telephone in the middle of the night (middle of |
night) |
And if he doesn’t die young then he’ll fake it |
He spills his blood on the stage but it’s never enough |
Holds his hands to the sky and he smiles cause he won’t make it |
I realize what keeps me awake |
My every wild dream come true |
I think I found my rock and roll angel in you (in you) |
Yeah |
He has the crowd on his side and the blue jean light in his eyes |
Gonna call Paul Stanley on the telephone in the middle of the night (middle of |
night) |
And if he doesn’t die young then he’ll fake it |
He spills his blood on the stage but it’s never enough |
Holds his hands to the sky and he smiles cause he won’t make it |
Oh yea |
Cause he won’t make it |