| 作曲 : Dirkschneider, Kaufmann ... | |
| I lit another cigarette | |
| She did a little pirouette | |
| No friend of mine - a dollar's fine | |
| A cruel world - when you cross this line | |
| The masquerade is over | |
| The mask - it fades away | |
| Like a backstreet loner | |
| No need to be afraid | |
| In johnny nofinger's bar | |
| I travelled so far | |
| I've been to all those places | |
| Just a shot on the bar | |
| A cheap cigar | |
| And all the dead-eyed faces | |
| Hold down the fever | |
| Don't you cross the line | |
| Hold down the fever | |
| Stop yourself in time | |
| Never step on the ride | |
| Just take my advice | |
| I've suffered all the seasons | |
| Feel it coming again | |
| I paid the price | |
| There's no rhyme - no reason | |
| Hold down the fever, ... | |
| When masquerades are over | |
| The show will fade away | |
| You'll be a backstreet loner | |
| You better be afraid | |
| Hold down the fever, ... |
| zuo qu : Dirkschneider, Kaufmann ... | |
| I lit another cigarette | |
| She did a little pirouette | |
| No friend of mine a dollar' s fine | |
| A cruel world when you cross this line | |
| The masquerade is over | |
| The mask it fades away | |
| Like a backstreet loner | |
| No need to be afraid | |
| In johnny nofinger' s bar | |
| I travelled so far | |
| I' ve been to all those places | |
| Just a shot on the bar | |
| A cheap cigar | |
| And all the deadeyed faces | |
| Hold down the fever | |
| Don' t you cross the line | |
| Hold down the fever | |
| Stop yourself in time | |
| Never step on the ride | |
| Just take my advice | |
| I' ve suffered all the seasons | |
| Feel it coming again | |
| I paid the price | |
| There' s no rhyme no reason | |
| Hold down the fever, ... | |
| When masquerades are over | |
| The show will fade away | |
| You' ll be a backstreet loner | |
| You better be afraid | |
| Hold down the fever, ... |
| zuò qǔ : Dirkschneider, Kaufmann ... | |
| I lit another cigarette | |
| She did a little pirouette | |
| No friend of mine a dollar' s fine | |
| A cruel world when you cross this line | |
| The masquerade is over | |
| The mask it fades away | |
| Like a backstreet loner | |
| No need to be afraid | |
| In johnny nofinger' s bar | |
| I travelled so far | |
| I' ve been to all those places | |
| Just a shot on the bar | |
| A cheap cigar | |
| And all the deadeyed faces | |
| Hold down the fever | |
| Don' t you cross the line | |
| Hold down the fever | |
| Stop yourself in time | |
| Never step on the ride | |
| Just take my advice | |
| I' ve suffered all the seasons | |
| Feel it coming again | |
| I paid the price | |
| There' s no rhyme no reason | |
| Hold down the fever, ... | |
| When masquerades are over | |
| The show will fade away | |
| You' ll be a backstreet loner | |
| You better be afraid | |
| Hold down the fever, ... |