Текст песни металлика - TURN THE PAGE

TURN THE PAGE
On a long and lonesome highway
east of Omaha
You can listen to the engines moaning
out as one note song
You think about the woman or the girl
you knew the night before

But your thoughts will soon be
wandering the way they always do
When you're riding sixteen hours and
there's nothing much to do
And you don't feel much like riding,
you just wish the trip was through

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Here I am - on the road again
There I am - up on the stage
Here I go - playing star again
There I go - turn the page

So you walk into this restaurant
strung out from the road
And you feel the eyes upon you,
as you're shaking off the cold
You pretend it doesn't bother you,
but you just want to explode

Yeah, most times you can't hear 'em
talk, other times you can
All the same old clich's, "Is it
woman? Is it man? "
And you always seem outnumbered,
you don't dare make a stand
Make your stand

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Out there in the spotlight, you're
a million miles away
Every ounce of energy you try to
give away
As the sweat pours out your body
like the music that you play, yeah

Later in the evening, you lie
awake in bed
With the echoes of the amplifiers
ringing in your head
You smoke the day's last cigarette,
remembering what she said
What she said

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Turn the page
To the east of Omaha , on the infinite
highway alone
You can not listen to whining noise motor
one note
And remember the woman or girl , with
had met the night before

But your thoughts quickly in pereskochat
normal course , as always,
When to go sixteen hours and
do nothing .
And go - it is not particularly desirable , most would
already reached .

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And here I am again Kachu the road
And here I am again standing on the stage ,
Here again I pose as a star,
Here - turn the page .

Here you walk into another restaurant,
barely alive on the road.
And you feel - while trying to keep warm
all just stare at you.
Pretend you do not care , though
I want to rant and rave

Most often, you do not reach up scraps
their conversations , but sometimes you hear -
Nothing new - "It's a girl ? Or the guy ? "

And it seems you're always in the minority and
scared to open his mouth
Answer them all.

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In the spotlight on you like
another planet
Tends to squeeze out of myself and give
last ounce of energy ,
Feel the sweat running down his back
along with the music that plays

A little later the same evening wallow
in bed awake
Echo from the amplifiers ringing in your head,

Last smoke a cigarette per day ,
Remember her words
Her words .

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