Текст песни Jones Grace - Demolition Man
Jones Grace - Demolition Man слова песни
Words and music by StingTied to the tracks and the train`s just comingStrapped to the wing with the engine runningYou say that this wasn`t in your planAnd don`t mess around with the demolition manTied to a chair, [and] the bomb is tickingThis situation was not of your pickingYou say that this wasn`t in your planAnd don`t mess around with the demolition manI`m a walking nightmare, an arsenal of doomI kill conversation as I walk into the roomI`m a three line whipI`m the sort of thing they banI`m a walking disasterI`m a demolition manYou come to me like a moth to the flameIt`s love you need but I don`t play that game`Cos you could be my greatest fanBut I`m nobody`s friendI`m a demolition manI`m a walking nightmare, an arsenal of doomI kill conversation as I walk into the roomI`m a three line whipI`m the sort of thing they banI`m a walking disasterI`m a demolition manDemolition man...(to end)