High Heels to Hell

HIGH HEELS TO HELL - Bonaparte

When I´m looking at life

Chupped up with a kitchen knife

I see that the lifestyle

Is there long before I arrive

I see that everything´s been said

But not by everyone yet

And then something always

Happens but nothing ever really does

I´m eleven then sixteen

In it for passion and compassion

Stick my head into a bag and they go

Fashing fashing

Do a headstand for days and days

I watch the world reveal

And then something always happens

But nothing´s really real

Something always happens - hu hu

High heels to hell - hu hu

Something always happens - hu hu

High heels to hell - hu hu

I thought that I´m a man

But sometimes it´s hart to tell

I´m walking but it feels likes

I´m on high heels to hell

It was hardcore

But it don´t seem so hard anymore

And then something always happens

I´ve heard it before

Give me a head start

Three rounds later I´ll find

Your face reads like a book

And now I´d rather be blind

There are good times and bad times

All dressed in silver stockings

Something always happens

But don´t bother knocking

Something always happens - hu hu

High heels to hell - hu hu

Something always happens - hu hu

High heels to hell - hu hu

Oh I do things and say things

And I´m ranting and raving

And I think that time is a friend of minde

I wanna hide up in that tree in the afterglow

Things are more like they are

Now than they have ever been

Things are more like they are

Now than they have ever been

Than they have ever been

Than they have ever been

Imagine two parallel lines

And it´s love at first sight

Crossing somewhere in infinity

Because such is the zeitgeist

I know it sounds exciting

But I guess I´m only dreaming

Something always happens

But it´s hard to find the meaning

Something always happens - hu hu

High heels to hell - hu hu

Something always happens - hu hu

High heels to hell - hu hu

Something always happens

What - hard to tell

Keep on walking - high heels to hell