History Of Flames
Phil Mogg - Pete Way
In the L.A. haze beneath the smog
You can skin a cat, and hide just like a dog
Failing lights, and there's dead on winds
Like China's burning we will suffer for our sins
Life made so cheap, two bits a dime
When law divides, ride the sea of crime
They ride the sea of crime to a history in flames
Take this world and turn it 'round again, again
Walking with the lost, through the halls of fame
One thousand miles, blown off our course
Cannon balls and whiskey, you can feel the gale force
Around the cape and afore the mast
Lost crew and family but sighted land at last
Ship captains will, life full of rage
Into another page, she rides the waves
They ride the sea of crime to a history in flames
Take this world and turn it round and round again
Walking with the true lost through the halls of fame
Across the waters, all man's borders I have come
No desert island or rolling thunder, has been one
No diamond bracelet or golden chains
A string of pearls, every man and gains
I'll take the water of a history in flames
For every lawyer there's a dollar on the deck
It fits so well like a noose around the neck
Some men walk it straight some they go in fear
I have no trouble, I was born a privateer
Life made so cheap, two bits a dime
When law divides, they ride the sea of crime
They ride the sea of crime to a history in flames
Take this world and turn it round and round again
Walking with the true lost through the halls of fame
They ride the sea of crime to a history in flames
Take this world and turn it round and round again
Walking with the true lost through the halls of fame
They ride the sea of crime to a history in flames
Take this world and turn it round and round again
Walking with the true lost through the halls of fame
They ride the sea of crime to a history in flames
Take this world and turn it round and round again
Walking with the true lost through the halls of fame