N G R 16: Destructive destruction. Killing. Somewhere, someone, a new life.

I Just Died In Your Arms Tonight

Rockin In The Free World

There's colors on the street Red, white, and blue People shufflin' their feet People sleepin' in their shoes There's a warning sign on the road ahead There's a lot of people saying we'd be better off dead Don't feel like Satan, but I am to them So I try to forget it any way I can Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world I see a woman in the night With a baby in her hand There's an old street light (near a garbage can) Near a garbage can (near a garbage can) Now she put the kid away and she's gone to get a hit She hates her life and what she's done to it There's one more kid that'll never go to school Never get to fall in love, never get to be cool Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world We got a thousand points of light For the homeless man We got a kinder, gentler machine gun hand We've got department stores and toilet paper Got styrofoam boxes for the ozone layer Got a man of the people says, "Keep hope alive" Got fuel to burn, got roads to drive Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world

Keep on rockin' in the free world

NGR

Crime in the City

Well, the cop made the showdown He was sure he was right He had all of the lowdown From the bank heist last night His best friend was the robber And his wife was a thief All the children were killers They couldn't get no relief The bungalow was surrounded When a voice loud and clear Said, come on out with your hands up Or we'll blow you out of here. There was a face in the window The tv cameras rolled Then they cut to the announcer And the story was told. The artist looked at the producer The producer sat back He said, what we have got here Is a perfect track But we don't have a vocal And we don't have a song If we could get these things accomplished Nothin' else could go wrong. So he balanced the ashtray As he picked up the phone And said, send me a songwriter Who's drifted far from home And make sure that he's hungry Make sure he's alone Send me a cheeseburger And a new rolling stone. Yeah. There's still crime in the city, Said the cop on the beat, I don't know if i can stop it I feel like meat on the street They paint my car like a target I take my orders from fools Meanwhile some kid blows my head off Well, i play by their rules That's why i'm doin' it my way I took the law in my hands So here i am in the alleyway A wad of cash in my pants I get paid by a ten year old He says he looks up to me There's still crime in the city But it's good to be free. Yeah. Now i come from a family That has a broken home Sometimes i talk to daddy On the telephone When he says that he loves me I know that he does But i wish i could see him I wish i knew where he was But that's the way all my friends are Except maybe one or two Wish i could see him this weekend Wish i could walk in his shoes But now i'm doin' my own thing Sometimes i'm good, then i'm bad Although my home has been broken It's the best home i ever had Yeah. Well, i keep gettin' younger My life's been funny that way Before i ever learned to talk I forgot what to say I sassed back to my mom I sassed back to my teacher I got thrown out of bible school For sassin' back at the preacher Then i grew up to be a fireman Put out every fire in town Put out anything smokin' But when i put the hose down The judge sent me to prison He gave me life without parole Wish i never put the hose down Wish i never got old.

Hey Hey My My

Hey hey, my my Rock and roll can never die There's more to the picture Than meets the eye. Hey hey, my my. Out of the blue and into the black You pay for this, but they give you that And once you're gone, you can't come back When you're out of the blue and into the black. The king is gone but he's not forgotten Is this the tale of Johnny Rotten? It's better to burn out 'cause rust never sleeps The king is gone but he's not forgotten. Hey hey, my my Rock and roll can never die There's more to the picture Than meets the eye.

Hey hey, my my

My Girl Died

Art of the dark

I wanna live, I wanna give I've been a miner for a heart of gold It's these expressions I never give That keep me searching for a heart of gold And I'm getting old Keep me searching for a heart of gold And I'm getting old I've been to Hollywood, I've been to Redwood I crossed the ocean for a heart of gold I've been in my mind, it's such a fine line That keeps me searching for a heart of gold And I'm getting old Keeps me searching for a heart of gold And I'm getting old Keep me searching for a heart of gold You keep me searching and

I'm growing old Keep me searching for a heart of gold I've been a miner for a heart of gold

Like a Hurricane

Once I thought I saw you in a crowded hazy bar Dancing on the light from star to star Far across the moonbeam I know that's who you are I saw your brown eyes turning once to fire You are like a hurricane There's calm in your eye And I'm gettin' blown away To somewhere safer where the feeling stays I want to love you but I'm getting blown away

I am just a dreamer

but you are just a dream

You could have been anyone to me

Before that moment you touched my lips

That perfect feeling when time just slips Away between us on our foggy trip You are like a hurricane There's calm in your eye And I'm gettin' blown away To somewhere safer where the feeling stays I want to love you but I'm getting blown away Blown away You are just a dreamer and I am just a dream You could have been anyone to me Before that moment you touched my lips That perfect feeling when time just slips Away between us on our foggy trip You are like a hurricane There's calm in your eye And I'm gettin' blown away To somewhere safer where the feeling stays

want to love you but I'm getting blown away