Текст песни AC/DC - Bedlam In Belgium
AC/DC - Bedlam In Belgium слова песни
Текст песни AC/DC - Bedlam In Belgium
(Young, Young, Johnson)The blood in my veinsWas running right through my brainThere was a cop with a gunWho was running around insaneThree fifty arrestsNo bullet proof vest( )Now ain't that a shameWe wanted to playPlay for the crowd"No", said the wankers"You're on your way out"Bedlam in BelgiumBedlam in BelgiumThe place was a jumpin'And the booze was going downThere's a curfew in townYou've been working overtimeWe don't play just for paySo we'd like to stayStay just the sameHe gave me a crackIn the back with his gunI bled so badI could feel the blood runBedlam in Belgium It was bedlam in BelgiumBedlam in BelgiumCame for a good timeLeft on the run.Bedlam in Belgium Who's to blame, it's a shameBedlam in BelgiumIt was bedlamYou gonna run outStage was stageCops enraged