Texty:
Sinner Fight The Fight

their eyes and people said: They live a dangerous life You better face it start rockin' the streets Run Comin' out fighting and believe in rock'n'roll Run Comin' out fighting

of a liftime Someone must lose It won't be you The battle of giants begins Fight the fight With a fistful of dynamite Fight the fight Eyes of the world

Překlad: Hříšník. Comin 'ven Boj.

without a history Or a sinner without a future. We'll just have to make it right this time. There's no such thing, as a saint without a history Or a sinner

Yeah, the crazy, the wizard So much whiskey all in my liver I really like the punch it delivers Makes me warm while I high-five sinners All alone tryin

me A salvo of heavy artillery There's nothing about your war You can call it what you like I know where I'm from And it's cold and dark 'Cause all the sinners

all pass all their dirty remarks There is one question I'd really love to ask (One heart) Is there a place for the hopeless sinner Who has hurt all mankind

me (If you're really there) Hear the sinner's prayer (This is my redemption song) Redemption song I really need to know if you are there If you could just, just hear a sinner

was still standin' but his home was gone Brother you would not believe What you can see from your knees Right then and there in an old sinner's prayer