Metal & Hard Rock
RUNNING WILD
WHEN ME AND THE BOYS
HIT THE STREETS
RUN TO ME
AND DON'T
GIVE ME NO LIP
MAYBE IT'S NOT TO LATE
TO LEARN HOW TO LOVE
AND FORGET ABOUT HATE
WHOA,
HERE COMES THAT
FUNNY FEELING INSIDE
OH, THEY COME AROUND
'CAUSE I MAKE THEM FEEL GOOD
BUT IN THE
FATAL PORTRAIT
MY SPIRIT
CAME TO LIFE AGAIN
SHE AWAKENS
FROM A DREAM
TO A SILENT ROOM
WHERE SHADOWS SPEAK
OF MEMORIES
ON AN ISLAND IN THE SUN COOL PACIFIC WINDS BLOW JUST ACROSS THE BAY BATTERED BY THE WAVES