Living On The Edge

White Lion

Composición de: Mike Tramp/Vito Bratta
i got a used leather jacket and an old 
pair of boots 
with holes in the soles 
and my 501 blues have seen better 
of days 
now i don't have a place that'll keep 
me warm 
and i can call my own 
when you ain't got any money you can't 
pay no rent 
and you're out 

i'm gonna be all right 

so i pack my bags and ride into 
the sunset 
i don't know where i'm gonna go but 
that don't matter at all 

i got a college degree that means 
nothing to me 
and i ain't got a job 
cause i don't want anybody telling me 
what to do 
i got bad reputation and a story 
to match 
so leave me alone 
the wind at my heels and the sound of 
my wheels keep me going 

yes i'm gonna be all right 

so i pack my bags and ride into 
the sunset 
i don't know where i'm gonna go but 
that don't matter at all 
i'm gonna do it my way and i don't 
change for no one 
yeah i'm living on the edge and i got 
nothing to lose 

so i keep my motor running 
all through this endless 
summer night 
and there's no one who can 
touch me 
it's only me and my wheels 

solo 

so i pack my bags and ride into 
the sunset 
i don't know where i'm gonna go but 
that don't matter at all 
i'm gonna do it my way and i don't 
change for no one 
cause i'm living on the edge and i got 
nothing to lose 

so i pack my bags and ride into 
the sunset 
i don't know where i'm gonna go but 
that don't matter at all 
i'm gonna do it my way and i don't 
change for no one 
cause i'm living on the edge and i got 
nothing to lose
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