paroles de chanson Hot Rails to Hell - Live - Blue Öyster Cult

Riding the underground, swimmin' in sweat
A rumble above and below, hey, cop don't you know?
The heats on alright
The hot summer day didn't quit for the night

Blackened out eyes, scratched on the wall
Stoned out looks from the crowd
The king will not know on the wall it was said
The flash of his cards was sprayed with red

1277 express to heaven
Speeding along like dynamite
1277 express to heaven
Rumbles the steel like a dogfight

You caught me in its spell
Trying to leave but you know darn well
The heat from below can burn your eyes out

1277 express to-
1277 express to-

1277 express to heaven
Speeding along like dynamite
1277 express to heaven
Rumbles the steel like a dogfight

You caught me in its spell
Trying to leave but you know darn well
The heat from below can burn, yeah, burn
Your eyes out
Your eyes out

Your eyes out

Oh thanks, you gotta quite down a little bit we're- night here
You're gonna know, to be in a rock club, their out listening on the radio
And all of a sudden all the songs you took in the 60's and 70's
I can flash it back under, you know?
You been sitting there all of a sudden
Having a nice conversation with your friends
And all of a sudden, till we sing-