A & B Song Testo

A knows he❝s gonna be somebody, b don❝t believe in fame.

And all our time slips away

A❝s got a girl for each season, b❝s got a mail order bride,
A knows he❝s headed for salvation, b❝s afraid to die.
If hell is in the detail, babe, I❝m a microscope,
I know I❝ll live to see you swinging, given enough rope.

And all our time slips away

A❝s growing tired of conversation, he❝s already for his final scene,
B❝s whistling hotel California, and still living out the dream.
Here we are together, let❝s role the dice one more time,
Odd number says we walk away now, even says we die❦don❝t wanna die.

And all our time slips away
And all our time slips away