Elton John - The Fox (2007) by Elton John (보컬) on maniadb.com

I recall how it used to be
In my younger days
I built a wall all around my heart
To keep the pain away
I built it tall, and I built it wide
I left no room for doubt
Your love still found its way inside
And couldn't get back out

I'm breaking down the barriers
Making up my mind
I'm breaking down the barriers of time
I'm taking down the barriers
And loving what I find
I'm breaking down the barriers that lie
Between your love and mine

I guess you know you were not the first
You may not be the last
But you have shown me a better way
And now I'm learning fast
You gotta go where the feeling flows
I take it while it's hot
You gotta give if you want to get
And I want all you got

I've got a good by-line, they all know my name
The queen of the sly line, I feed on your fame
But I got my heart in the right place; it's all in the game

If you're doing fine, boy, you got my vote
But step out of line, boy, and I'll go for your throat
'Cause I got my heart in the right place, so give me a quote

I'll ask you some questions, I'll tell you some lies
You'll open your heart like a friend
I'll make up some answers you won't recognize
The you I create with my pen
But my heart's in the right place now and again

My heart's in the right place, know what I mean?
My heart's in the right place, on page seventeen

I'll ask you some questions, I'll tell you some lies
You don't understand, but you will
I'll make up some answers, cut you down to size
Then I move in for the kill
But my heart's in the right place
My heart's in the right place
My heart's in the right place; it's part of the skill

Heart's in the right place
I'm gonna destroy you and your reputation
Don't count for nothing with me
'Cause I'm an old bitch, you see, and my heart's in the right place
Don't you agree?

Heart's in the right place, just wait and see
Heart's in the right place, don't you agree?

Remember Belgium
and the Brussels Museum
Where we piled on the
front steps
like stray cavaliers
Our code of living
meant little to others
The few francs we saved
bought some cheap souvenirs
But the red lights
where the catfights
make it just like Belgium
See us face down on the floor
of another cheap barroom
Streetwalkers sweet
talk you out of
your spare change
And your sweet madame
makes it seem
just like Belgium
just like Belgium

Just like a hustler
when they look attractive
oh It's nothing much more
than a slap on the back
The price tag of being
just a little bit different
The first rule to learn
is to keep your own distance
But the red lights
where the catfights
make it just like Belgium
See us face down on the floor
of another cheap barroom
Streetwalkers sweet
talk you out of
your spare change
And your sweet madame
makes it seem
just like Belgium
just like Belgium

But the red lights
where the catfights
make it just like Belgium
See us face down on the floor
of another cheap barroom
Streetwalkers sweet
talk you out of
your spare change
And your sweet madame
makes it seem
just like Belgium
just like Belgium
oh just like Belgium
oh just like Belgium
make it just like Belgium
oh just like Belgium

Written by Jean-Paul Dreau and Gary Osborne

They must have loved each other once
But that was many years ago
And by the time I came along
Things were already going wrong
I felt the pain in their pretence
The side they tried hard not to show
But through the simple eyes of youth
It wasn't hard to see the truth

And in the end nobody wins
When love begins to fall apart
And it's the innocent who pay
When broken dreams get in the way
The game begins, the game nobody wins

They must have loved each other once
Before the magic slipped away
And as their life became a lie
What love remained began to die
I used to hide beneath the sheets
I prayed that time would find a way
But with the passing of the years
I watched as laughter turned to tears

We used to love each other once
With all the passion we possessed
But people change as time goes by
Some feelings grow while others die
But if we learn from what we see
And face the truth while we still can
Then though the passion may be gone
Some kind of love can still live on

I read about how you're slow with the truth
Like any old Aesop's Fable
But when you're turtle-esque, I'm a hare's breath
Into payment under the table
But some journalist got his mug shot kit
And his briefcase on his lap
But I'm tired of being linked with the K.G.B.
And all that political crap

Cause I've seen your fascist faces
On the cover of the national papers
Staring out in black and white
From the tall gray walls on the other side
When I see your fascist faces
Then I know I've had enough
Trying to trace it or erase it
Is it foolproof or a bluff?

If the boy had been blessed, he'd have been arrested
On a charge of wearing red shoes
But if your pants are blue, you got nothing to lose
It'll make you a patriot through and through

Just like a broken marriage, when two people just don't care
Like when the cupboard is empty or there's no food in the Frigidaire
I'm a page from the end of the story
No closer to my hope and glory
Just a kick away from the heels of the wind

How come it gets so disturbing when two ships pass in the storm?
Who knows how high the crow flies, who knows where this refugee was born?
I'm a page from the end of the story
No closer to my hope and glory
Just a kick away from the heels of the wind

And just for the sake of all these reasons
Rains wash out the fires within
Fires that help to keep you moving
Just a kick away from the heels of the wind

You don't deserve that treatment; I can't pretend I was that nice
I'm no E-ticket ride to Disneyland, I'm no cushy first class flight
I'm a day behind your restless wings
You - you'd rather have the wealth of kings
Me - I'd rather be on the heels of the wind

Staring all alone
And your grace and style
Cut me to the bone
With your razor blade smile
I watched you playing pool
It's all around the school that I love you

I love your gypsy hair
And dark brown eyes
Always unprepared
For your pointed replies
Cynical and lean
I lie awake and dream about you

If you only knew
What I'm going through
Time and again I get ashamed
To say your name
It's hard to grin and bear
When you're standing there
My lips are dry
I catch your eye and look away

Sitting in my room
I've got it bad
Crying for the moon
They think I'm mad
They say it isn't real
But I know what I feel and I love you

But I would give my life
For a single night beside you

Being wiry and thinking loudly
About the things sent to make you move
You can't help it, there's no one in the world
Knows you just, just the way you do
So we keep darting through the holes
As the hunter and the fox
Run the gauntlet's savage road

Winter's heavy and partly cloudy
And the snowfall leaves the tracks that catch a few
Bit if you're wiley, you will leave them lying
Snared up in the traps that they set for you
And it's an evergreen affair
As temptation taunts the fox
Into the hunter's waiting lair

And for mile after mile you'll never see me tire
You'll never see me slow down, for a while
'Cause I am the fox, like it or not
I'm always gonna be there running over the rock
Yes I am the fox, a fascinating cross
Of sharp as a whip and tough as an ox
Yes I am the fox

It may sound crazy but it's often lonely
And the restless heart should be captured once in a while
Then you can use them, and you often fool them
Into believing whatever you desire
So I'll keep moving through the night
The hunter and the hunted
On their designated flights