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1 Kommentti artikkelille “Bob Seger – American Storm”

  1. BobS kirjoitti:

    Eiköhän tämä kokaiinista ole. Seger kertoi biisistä NY Timesin haastattelussa seuraavasti: ”I wrote it after reading ’Wired,’ Bob Woodward’s biography of John Belushi. That was two and a half years ago, when there was a lot of publicity about cocaine abuse in show business. At the time, I thought that it was just a trend that would quickly die out and that the song would be out of date when it came time to record. But the situation has gotten worse.”

    ”Headin’ out on some uncharted path
    You soon turn back
    It happens time and time again
    You never seem to reach the end
    Someone’s out there on the street tonight
    When things go wrong
    He’ll guarantee to make them right
    If the price is right

    Every time I look you’re fallin’ fallin’
    Beaten by the wind
    Every time I turn around he’s there again

    It’s like a full force gale
    An american storm
    You’re buried far beneath a mountain of cold
    And you never get warm
    It’s like a wall of mirrors
    You charge `em at full speed
    You cover up – you hear the shattering glass
    But you never bleed
    You never feel the need
    Everybody casts a certain light
    A special gift
    It’s theirs to use for wrong or right
    When you face the night
    More and more we choose the easy way
    We take no risks
    We figure out which games to play
    And how to make ’em pay

    Suddenly the pressure’s fallin’ fallin’
    Skies have all turned grey
    Suddenly the storm is heading straight your way

    It’s like a full force gale
    Atop a mountain of cold
    You tell your story again and again
    And it never gets old
    It’s like a wall of mirrors
    You charge ’em at full speed
    You cover up – you hear the shattering glass
    But you never bleed
    You face a full force gale
    An american storm
    You’re buried beneath a mountain of cold
    And you never get warm – no you never get warm
    You face a wall of mirrors
    You charge ’em at full speed
    You cover up – you hear the shattering glass
    But you never bleed
    You never feel the need”