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Fistful of Dollars

Smokie12 Sep 1990

Lirik Fistful of Dollars

 

Fistful of Dollars - Smokie (烟枪合唱团)

Written by:Alan Leslie/Barton

 

You wanna dream son

 

Well I can make you one

 

I'll take you higher than you ever thought you'd go

 

Yes I can make you

And I can break you

 

I make the rules you pay your dues

Don't forget it son

You'll be a big shot

I'll make you so hot

 

You'll rise so fast your feet won't ever touch the ground

 

Be the main man centre attraction

Number one I see it's done

 

The greatest thing around

 

Here's a man with a fistful of dollars in his hand

 

Telling me just what I gotta sing

 

But he don't understand I just can't think like the man

I don't wanna be a puppet on a string

 

No puppet on a string

 

So here's the rules boy

You'll be my toy

 

You'll be style be the fashion be the trend

You'll be the named

I'll take you so far you'll be a big star

You pay your dues forget the rules

'Cause they were made to bend

Yes you'll be so big 'cause I can fix it

 

I can make you everything you wanna be

You wanna be

You'll be the news boy teenagers' new toy

A private jet you'll be the set

 

Leave everything to me

 

Here's a man with a fistful of dollars in his hand

 

Telling me just what I gotta sing

 

But he don't understand I just can't think like the man

I don't wanna be a puppet on a string

 

Doesn't matter what you say or do

 

He knows what you're reaching for

 

There is a getting everything you want

 

Everything you dream of

 

Here's a man with a fistful of dollars in his hand

 

Telling me just what I gotta sing

 

But he don't understand I just can't think like the man

I don't wanna be a puppet on a string

 

Here's a man with a fistful of dollars in his hand

 

Telling me just what I gotta sing

 

But he don't understand I just can't think like the man

I don't wanna be a puppet on a string

 

Here's a man with a fistful of dollars in his hand

 

Telling me just what I gotta sing

 

But he don't understand I just can't think like the man

I don't wanna be a puppet on a string

 

Here's a man with a fistful of dollars in his hand

Telling me just what I gotta sing

 

But he don't understand I just can't think like the man

 

I don't wanna be a puppet on a string