Friendly fire
๐ต 1088 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:25 duration
๐ ID: 9732990
๐ Lyrics
An inspirational tirade against me
How to explain my life?
Boys to the right of me
Girls to the left of me
Neither husband nor wife
Though the days are filled with pain
There is no one who'll explain
Why I'm coming under friendly fire
Shot in the fatal cause of rock 'n' roll
But there's nothing,
Really nothing, to say
Why I endure under force majeure
Slander without shame or tact
I who studied make-up, mime and Buddha
Who taught two generations to react
About me the critics lied
I ignored them and survived
In spite of coming under friendly fire
Shot in the fatal cause of rock 'n' roll
But there's nothing,
Really nothing, to deny
When I look back
My eyes are filled with tears
Danger to mascara,
Applause to my peers
When fame sustained me arenas acclaimed me
I floated through life on a cloud
Of love and insanity and pagan profanity
Before a worshipping crowd
Now my status is ill-defined
As an icon I'm inclined
To be coming under friendly fire
Shot in the fatal cause of rock 'n' roll
But whatever dull or clever points they've scored
I have never,
Oh no never, been ignored
How to explain my life?
Boys to the right of me
Girls to the left of me
Neither husband nor wife
Though the days are filled with pain
There is no one who'll explain
Why I'm coming under friendly fire
Shot in the fatal cause of rock 'n' roll
But there's nothing,
Really nothing, to say
Why I endure under force majeure
Slander without shame or tact
I who studied make-up, mime and Buddha
Who taught two generations to react
About me the critics lied
I ignored them and survived
In spite of coming under friendly fire
Shot in the fatal cause of rock 'n' roll
But there's nothing,
Really nothing, to deny
When I look back
My eyes are filled with tears
Danger to mascara,
Applause to my peers
When fame sustained me arenas acclaimed me
I floated through life on a cloud
Of love and insanity and pagan profanity
Before a worshipping crowd
Now my status is ill-defined
As an icon I'm inclined
To be coming under friendly fire
Shot in the fatal cause of rock 'n' roll
But whatever dull or clever points they've scored
I have never,
Oh no never, been ignored
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:09.44] An inspirational tirade against me
[00:14.81] How to explain my life?
[00:19.81] Boys to the right of me
[00:22.18] Girls to the left of me
[00:24.60] Neither husband nor wife
[00:28.95] Though the days are filled with pain
[00:33.86] There is no one who'll explain
[00:38.36] Why I'm coming under friendly fire
[00:44.05] Shot in the fatal cause of rock 'n' roll
[00:53.38] But there's nothing,
[00:55.82] Really nothing, to say
[00:58.72] Why I endure under force majeure
[01:03.53] Slander without shame or tact
[01:08.68] I who studied make-up, mime and Buddha
[01:12.73] Who taught two generations to react
[01:17.90] About me the critics lied
[01:22.62] I ignored them and survived
[01:27.43] In spite of coming under friendly fire
[01:33.08] Shot in the fatal cause of rock 'n' roll
[01:42.47] But there's nothing,
[01:44.75] Really nothing, to deny
[01:51.49] When I look back
[01:54.33] My eyes are filled with tears
[02:00.07] Danger to mascara,
[02:04.76] Applause to my peers
[02:11.85] When fame sustained me arenas acclaimed me
[02:17.03] I floated through life on a cloud
[02:21.46] Of love and insanity and pagan profanity
[02:26.54] Before a worshipping crowd
[02:31.30] Now my status is ill-defined
[02:36.26] As an icon I'm inclined
[02:40.87] To be coming under friendly fire
[02:46.41] Shot in the fatal cause of rock 'n' roll
[02:55.78] But whatever dull or clever points they've scored
[03:05.55] I have never,
[03:08.01] Oh no never, been ignored
[03:11.85]
[00:14.81] How to explain my life?
[00:19.81] Boys to the right of me
[00:22.18] Girls to the left of me
[00:24.60] Neither husband nor wife
[00:28.95] Though the days are filled with pain
[00:33.86] There is no one who'll explain
[00:38.36] Why I'm coming under friendly fire
[00:44.05] Shot in the fatal cause of rock 'n' roll
[00:53.38] But there's nothing,
[00:55.82] Really nothing, to say
[00:58.72] Why I endure under force majeure
[01:03.53] Slander without shame or tact
[01:08.68] I who studied make-up, mime and Buddha
[01:12.73] Who taught two generations to react
[01:17.90] About me the critics lied
[01:22.62] I ignored them and survived
[01:27.43] In spite of coming under friendly fire
[01:33.08] Shot in the fatal cause of rock 'n' roll
[01:42.47] But there's nothing,
[01:44.75] Really nothing, to deny
[01:51.49] When I look back
[01:54.33] My eyes are filled with tears
[02:00.07] Danger to mascara,
[02:04.76] Applause to my peers
[02:11.85] When fame sustained me arenas acclaimed me
[02:17.03] I floated through life on a cloud
[02:21.46] Of love and insanity and pagan profanity
[02:26.54] Before a worshipping crowd
[02:31.30] Now my status is ill-defined
[02:36.26] As an icon I'm inclined
[02:40.87] To be coming under friendly fire
[02:46.41] Shot in the fatal cause of rock 'n' roll
[02:55.78] But whatever dull or clever points they've scored
[03:05.55] I have never,
[03:08.01] Oh no never, been ignored
[03:11.85]