Lyrics:
Выйду На Улицу

Out on the street, dead on my feet At the mercy of the stone-cold night It's hard to compete In a dead-end street With frustration in your line of sight

Far, far away, I'd like to touch you But you're not here today And now's the time I need you most I think about the days we're close Baby, I need you

Out on the street, dead on my feet At the mercy of the stone-cold night It's hard to compete In a dead-end street With frustration in your line of sight

Translation: Uriah Heep. Out On The Street.

: Salias a las 3 de trabajar llovia demasiado para contener las ganas de llorar quizas algn buffete de abogados celebrando una victoria arruino tu media

I've really got to clean up my room You know its been so long since I've seen my floor It's getting kind of scary in fact I suspect That when I finally

Out on the street, dead on my feet At the mercy of the stone-cold night It's hard to compete In a dead-end street With frustration in your line of sight