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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Clarence Bekker Band
Clarence Bekker Band
Performer
Clarence Bekker
Clarence Bekker
Lead Vocals
Francisco Manuel Guisado Dueñas
Francisco Manuel Guisado Dueñas
Electric Guitar
Arecio González Avedillo
Arecio González Avedillo
Keyboards
Carlos Jesus Moreno Fernandez
Carlos Jesus Moreno Fernandez
Electric Bass Guitar
Carlos López Blanco
Carlos López Blanco
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Clarence Bekker
Clarence Bekker
Songwriter
Michael Leahy
Michael Leahy
Songwriter

Lyrics

You in the line of fire
Preparing yourself
For a journey through hell
You in the line of fire
Feeling all alone
Natural rolling stone
Wake up and take a look at me
Cause I´ve been where you want to be
I have seen this shit go down
Rubs your face right in the ground
Wake up and look me in the face
I´ve seen the rats and how they race
move on snap out of this trance
Cause babe you don't stand a change
Don-t grow old to young my son
Staying alive is not a crime
don-t let the bastards drag you down
You stand tall and make yours count
Don-t grow old to young my son
All you get in live is one
don-t need to speed from boy to man
Take it easy be your own best friend
Be your own best friend
You in the line of fire
Preparing yourself
For a journey through hell
You in the line of fire
Feeling all alone
Natural rolling stone
Get up, can you feel the heat?
Pools of blood red on the street?
Some say That evil has a name
Some say That evil's not a game
Get out before you get too deep
Those stairs you climb are way too steep
See that guy that broke his neck?
Well baby, it's your turn next
Don-t grow old to young my son
Staying alive is not a crime
don-t let the bastards drag you down
You stand tall and make yours count
Don-t grow old to young my son
All you get in live is one
don-t need to speed from boy to man
Take it easy be your own best friend
Be your own best friend
Don-t grow old to young my son
Staying alive is not a crime
don-t let the bastards drag you down
You stand tall and make yours count
Don-t grow old to young my son
All you get in live is one
don-t need to speed from boy to man
Take it easy be your own best friend
Be your own best friend
Be your own best friend
Be your own best friend
Be your own best friend
Written by: Clarence Bekker, Michael Leahy
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