Samson: Samson Lyrics

[Samson / Aylmer]

Hey what's your name, what's that you're hiding?
Is that your car, you must be lying!!!
Pull in, hands up - so democratic...
If your face don't fit then there ain't nothing to it

Hey you, what's that you're doing?
Hey you, what's that you're saying?

Out on the streets, a social misfit
Now they retaliate with plastic bullets
Old scars of hate, so ultra modern
It's them or us who'll be downtrodden

Hey you, what's that you're doing?
'Cos this I gotta see...
Hey you, what's that you're saying?
Let's take the blood of the streets

I'd be fine if you'll just leave me alone
I'm giving you the truth
I've got one secret, a vision of two
I'll never be like you

[Samson]

In the middle of nowhere
In the heart of time
I couldn't see beyond the walls around my mind
And between the motion
Swinging side to side
I should have looked into your eyes

I had a dream last night
And I was with you
I had a dream last night
Did you dream too?

When I saw your face
I couldn't stand the pain
I only knew I had to be with you again
Way beyond all reason
Against the march of time
This time I'm certain that I'm going to make you mine

[Samson]

It's been a while since I saw you
Do you still feel the same?
Your blues is always with me
Yes, I'm still in the game

Your stubborn pride and how you lied
It's still a problem to me
Your foolish ways, those happy days
All just a memory

It all comes back to you
You reap just what you sow
It all comes back to you
And brother, don't you know

Would you know me if you saw me?
Or do you even care?
Have you anybody out there?
What! Nobody nowhere?

You criticize, unsatisfied
That's how it seems to me
And all along, it's you who were wrong
It's there plain to see

It all comes back to you
You reap just what you sow
It all comes back to you
And brother, don't you know

Line-up:
Paul Samson : Guitars / Vocals
Chris Aymler : Bass
Tony Tuohi : Drums

Thanks to sh_wildchild@yahoo.com for sending these lyrics.