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Europe: "Bag Of Bones" – 2012

энциклопедия: Europe

Состав группы:

  • Joey Tempest – вокал, акустическая гитара
  • John Norum – гитара
  • John Levén – бас
  • Mic Michaeli – клавишные, бэк-вокал
  • Ian Haugland – ударные, бэк-вокал

Приглашённые музыканты:

  • Joe Bonamassa – слайд-гитара
  • Anton Fig – перкуссия

Europe: "Bag Of Bones" – 2012

Композиции:

  1. Riches To Rags
  2. Not Supposed To Sing The Blues
  3. Firebox
  4. Bag Of Bones
  5. Requiem
  6. My Woman My Friend
  7. Demon Head
  8. Drink And A Smile
  9. Doghouse
  10. Mercy You Mercy Me
  11. Bring It All Home
  12. Beautiful Disaster

Лирика

1. Riches To Rags

This is the sound
Of us falling apart
This is the sound
Never getting back to the start

I guess we're going down
These are the days
For better or worse
We gotta seal our fate
We're breaking out
It's a world gone mad
But I have never felt so alive
We've gone from riches to rags

This is the sound
Of us digging our graves
Yeah, this is the sound
Of us burnt at the stake

I guess we're going down
These are the days
For better or worse
We gotta seal our fate
We're breaking out
It's a world gone mad
But I have never felt so alive
We've gone from riches to rags

2. Not Supposed To Sing The Blues

Born in 1963
In the shadow of Kennedy
I'm still a kid when the levee breaks
Man, oh man, that's all it takes

And I'm on my way

Boy, you're not supposed to sing the blues
Where you come from
If you walk across those railroad tracks
Son, you're on your own
But all I know is what I feel, and it can't be wrong
Boy, you're not supposed to sing the blues
Where you come from
Where you come from
It's just not done

Back in black and I'm 17
I've been told, son, let it be
I got these lines upon my face now
A room at the heartbreak hotel
Yeah yeah

Oh well, oh well
Ah yeah

Boy, you're not supposed to sing the blues
Where you come from
If you walk across those railroad tracks
Son, you're on your own
All I know is what I feel, and it can't be wrong
Boy, you're not supposed to sing the blues
Where you come from
Where you come from
It's just not done

Oh well, oh well
Alright

Boy, you're not supposed to sing the blues
Where you come from
If you walk across those railroad tracks
Son, you're on your own
But all I know is what I feel, and it can't be wrong
Boy, you're not supposed to sing the blues

Where you come from
Where you come from
It's just not done

3. Firebox

Dealing with magic
I have no defense
There's no answer
Just surrender
Permission to land

Just a man
It never stops
Just one lifetime
Oh Firebox

Always hanging somewhere
Between desire and despair

Just a man
Can't get enough
Just one lifetime
Oh Firebox

4. Bag Of Bones

Bag of bones, I'm a bag of bones
Darker days I've never known
Where's this feeling coming from
Lord, I miss my happy home
I said why now, why now
Should be having the time of my life
I said bag of bones, I'm just a bag of bones
Must be some kind of homecoming song
Homecoming song

And my city lies in ruins
In the stone cold light of day
And I'm sifting through the rubble
How did it get this late
Baby, how did it get this late

Bag of bones, I'm a bag of bones
The darkest sky I've ever known
Now here's a life I can't walk out on
I gotta deal with what's going on
I said why now, why now
I was having the time of my life
I said bag of bones, I'm just a bag of bones
Must be some kind of homecoming song
Homecoming song

And my city lies in ruins
From the last couple of days
And I'm sifting through the rubble
How did it get this late

And my city lies in ruins
From the last couple of days
And I'm sifting through the rubble
How did it get this late

Yeah, my city lies in ruins
In the stone cold light of day
And I'm out late after curfew
How did it get this late

Bag of bones, I'm a bag of bones
Must be some kind of homecoming song

5. Requiem

(инструментал)

6. My Woman My Friend

My woman my friend
I have lost you so many times now
Just wanna feel that love again

My woman my friend
Must be some kind of miracle
We get to start all over again

All I know, all I know, all I know
A man goes through hell sometimes
All I know, all I know, all I know
A man gets lucky sometimes
I got lucky 'cause you're

My woman my friend
Must be some kind of miracle
Only the deeds will make a man
Will make the man

All I know, all I know, all I know
A man goes to heaven sometimes
All I know, all I know, all I know
A man gets lucky sometimes
I got lucky 'cause you're

My woman my friend
I remember way back when
Must be some kind of miracle
This can't be how the story ends

7. Demon Head

I'm gonna hang my hope
On the glowing stars
Of the ceiling of this room
I'm gonna sling my dreams
'Round the captain's hook
And drag him into doom

You give me something I can use
You give me something I can use, my friend
Some drunken honesty
You serve up some remedy
For my demon head
My demon head

I come crashing down
From the galaxies
Right down to the midnight zone
Well, I'm a time-torn man
I can find some peace
Where the glorious monsters roam

You give me something I can use
You give me something I can use, my friend
Some drunken honesty
You are the remedy
For my demon head

Well, I'm gonna ride this train
What's left of me
'Til I'm running out of track
Well, there's a wicked karma chasing me
But as long as you got my back

8. Drink And A Smile

It comes from out of nowhere
I hear that simple sound
It gets my body moving
So bad I can't come down

Well, the whole thing's far from perfect
How I choose to spend my precious time
Far from that ragged edge
With a drink and a smile

Feels like I'm on to a winner
Tonight I can do no wrong
God knows she's no beginner
The best I have ever known

Well, the whole thing's far from perfect
How we choose to spend our precious time
Far from that ragged edge
With a drink and a smile

My heart keeps beating faster
Until the lights go out
The last thing I hear is laughter
I do remember what it's like

9. Doghouse

I've been making some enemies
I've been taking some liberties

Just living my life, try getting it right
Lord, let me tell you
I'm always in the doghouse
No matter what I do
I'm always in the doghouse

I've been running right or wrong
Always running right or wrong

Just living my life, try getting it right
Lord, let me tell you
I'm always in the doghouse
Hey no matter what I do
I'm always in the doghouse

Oh my Lord, my sweet Lord
What have I done
Are you ever, are you ever
Say, are you ever gonna take me home

10. Mercy You Mercy Me

It's kind of crazy
How we are slaves to an early grave
So we get wasted
To see clearer through the haze

You gotta shake it off
Get back up
Show what you're made of
Make your own luck

And raise your heart above these streets
Put some soul under your feet
Take only what you need
Raise your heart above these streets
Mercy you mercy me

It's kinda frightening
To see how much this place has changed

You gotta shake it off
Get back up
Show what you're made of
Make your own luck

And raise your heart above these streets
Put some soul under your feet
Take only what you need
Raise your heart above these streets
Mercy you mercy me

Oh, get your head 'round what you need
Oh, get your head 'round what you feel
'Cause this is real

11. Bring It All Home

It's curtain call
Guess you can't outrun
All the truth

We've staggered on
With broken parts
Like you do

But it's alright, thrills will fade
We've had some good laughs on the way
Thank you for coming along
To bring it all home

Well, I'd take them back
Those early years
Oh anytime

As we make our beds
We get to shine
Once in a while

But it's alright, thrills will fade
We've had some good laughs on the way
Thank you for coming along
To bring it all home

It's alright, thrills will fade
We've had some good laughs along the way
Thank you for coming along
Bring it all home
Thank you for coming along
Let's bring it all home

12. Beautiful Disaster

(бонус)

Here she comes
As subtle as a hurricane
Her wicked smile
Yeah, wrecking everything

I'm alright
That she's all wrong
'Cause I like the mess
That I've become, yeah

You're a disaster, baby
But a beautiful one
Beautiful disaster

There she goes
She had her heart broken clean
It took a lot of cheap highs and expensive lows
But still wrecking everything

She's alright
That I'm all wrong
Kind of like the mess
That I've become, yeah

You're a disaster, baby
But a beautiful one
Beautiful disaster

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