Songtexte Better Off Dead - Live At Wembley / 1975 - Elton John
                                                There 
                                                was 
                                                    a 
                                                face 
                                                on 
                                                    a 
                                                hoarding 
                                                that 
                                                someone 
                                                had 
                                                drawn 
                                                on
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                just 
                                                enough 
                                                time 
                                                for 
                                                the 
                                                night 
                                                to 
                                                pass 
                                                by 
                                                without 
                                                warning
 
                                    
                                
                                                Away 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                distance 
                                                there's 
                                                    a 
                                                blue 
                                                flashing 
                                                light
 
                                    
                                
                                                Someone's 
                                                in 
                                                trouble 
                                                somewhere 
                                                tonight
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                the 
                                                flickering 
                                                neon 
                                                stands 
                                                ready 
                                                to 
                                                fuse
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                wind 
                                                blows 
                                                away 
                                                all 
                                                of 
                                                yesterday's 
                                                news
 
                                    
                                
                                                Well 
                                                they've 
                                                locked 
                                                up 
                                                their 
                                                daughters 
                                                and 
                                                they 
                                                battened 
                                                the 
                                                hatches
 
                                    
                                
                                                They 
                                                always 
                                                could 
                                                find 
                                                us 
                                                but 
                                                they 
                                                never 
                                                could 
                                                catch 
                                                us
 
                                    
                                
                                                Through 
                                                the 
                                                grease 
                                                streaked 
                                                windows 
                                                of 
                                                an 
                                                all 
                                                night 
                                                cafe
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                watched 
                                                the 
                                                arrested 
                                                get 
                                                taken 
                                                away
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                that 
                                                cigarette 
                                                haze 
                                                has 
                                                ecology 
                                                beat
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                the 
                                                whores 
                                                and 
                                                the 
                                                drunks 
                                                filed 
                                                in 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                street
 
                                    
                                
                                                'Cause 
                                                the 
                                                steams 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                boiler 
                                                the 
                                                coals 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                fire
 
                                    
                                
                                                If 
                                                you 
                                                ask 
                                                how 
                                                    I 
                                                am 
                                                then 
                                                I'll 
                                                just 
                                                say 
                                                inspired
 
                                    
                                
                                                If 
                                                the 
                                                thorn 
                                                of 
                                                    a 
                                                rose 
                                                is 
                                                the 
                                                thorn 
                                                in 
                                                your 
                                                side
 
                                    
                                
                                                Then 
                                                you're 
                                                better 
                                                off 
                                                dead 
                                                if 
                                                you 
                                                haven't 
                                                yet 
                                                died
 
                                    
                                
                                                'Cause 
                                                the 
                                                steams 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                boiler 
                                                the 
                                                coals 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                fire
 
                                    
                                
                                                If 
                                                you 
                                                ask 
                                                how 
                                                    I 
                                                am 
                                                then 
                                                I'll 
                                                just 
                                                say 
                                                inspired
 
                                    
                                
                                                If 
                                                the 
                                                thorn 
                                                of 
                                                    a 
                                                rose 
                                                is 
                                                the 
                                                thorn 
                                                in 
                                                your 
                                                side
 
                                    
                                
                                                Then 
                                                you're 
                                                better 
                                                off 
                                                dead 
                                                if 
                                                you 
                                                haven't 
                                                yet 
                                                died
 
                                    
                                
                                                Better 
                                                off 
                                                dead
 
                                    
                                
                                                Better 
                                                off 
                                                dead
 
                                    
                                
                                                Better 
                                                off 
                                                dead...
 
                                    
                                
                            
                                Album
                                
Captain Fantastic and the Brown Dirt Cowboy (Deluxe Edition)                                
                                
                                    
                         Veröffentlichungsdatum
 19-05-1975
                            1 Captain Fantastic and the Brown Dirt Cowboy
2 Tower of Babel
3 Bitter Fingers
4 Tell Me When the Whistle Blows
5 Someone Saved My Life Tonight
6 (Gotta Get A) Meal Ticket
7 Better Off Dead
8 Writing
9 We All Fall In Love Sometimes
10 Curtains
11 Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds
12 One Day At a Time
13 Philadelphia Freedom
14 House of Cards
15 Captain Fantastic And The Brown Dirt Cowboy - Live At Wembley / 1975
16 Tower Of Babel - Live At Wembley / 1975
17 Bitter Fingers - Live At Wembley / 1975
18 Tell Me When The Whistle Blows - Live At Wembley / 1975
19 Someone Saved My Life Tonight - Live At Wembley / 1975
20 (Gotta Get A) Meal Ticket - Live At Wembley / 1975
21 Better Off Dead - Live At Wembley / 1975
22 Writing - Live At Wembley / 1975
23 We All Fall In Love Sometimes - Live At Wembley / 1975
24 Curtains - Live At Wembley / 1975
25 Pinball Wizard - Live At Wembley / 1975
26 Saturday Night's Alright For Fighting - Live At Wembley / 1975
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