[Guitar solo from Advance Romance La Patinoire, Bordeaux, France June 1, 1982 FZ LES PAUL CUSTOM Ray White rhythm guitar Steve Vai stunt guitar Tommy
I met her under a shelter We were hiding from the rain (ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh) She was blowing bubbles And I'll never feel the same (ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh) Pain,
It's a funny feeling, not really Comfort me, cos I'm hearing violins In the streets, friends I meet say It's all over this town The way you cheat, the
Remember slagging all your best friends off it always made me happy, yeah because i do prefer you when you're cross i need your tears true i need
In a recipe for a disaster In a tragedy forever after I hate to say, I hate to say, I hate to say That the people in my life have gone tomorrow Here today
You say that I'm over the top You say that I couldn't feel... That wa-a-a-ay From the back of your automobile I say that I know it's real So never ever
We hate everyone we meet Cause they think that they are sweet Live together in a house Life is easy in this town And from the day that you were born
Set the scene, we're running from danger In a new area we're living with a stranger And taking precautions so they'll never know where we've been And
hope is maybe, maybe next year Maybe next year Turn the light only in my room On the day when nothing is easy She turns the light only in my room If
In any case And at any rate When two people make a plan They do everything they can Surround yourself In something else No it isn't complicated I just
She really gets me started Every time that she is near Shame that we're always parted Shame that she's never near On the day that we went out shopping
Be like me, quit your job Money don't mean anything much I took a means of transport Down to your old school All the way thinking how That you were once
Mixing chemicals and chemicals Mixing chemicals Oh Take me to a place where the coats are white In the surgery will be up all night And in the doctor's waiting room
On the last day Of the year, year In the garden, very clear But what I fear Is that I'm losing What I held dear But my goal Is nothing at all
Beds of roses It's not anymore Some will do, some die This is her alibi Went to see him Breathe free the other night Never went inside your door Think
You are a leader You must be a spiritual healer Oh no probably not You are a teacher You must be a wonderful creature Oh no probably not But all that
One heart beats suffocation You're in my eye You talk of starving nations That are very dry And all the years of segregation Make you wanna cry Heart
