Don't Fear the Reaper (Live) - Blue Öyster Cult

I never felt it when I was young I never knew where it came from Now I feel it like a hurricane And it's so hard to stop the rain It's so hard to stop the rain It's so hard to stop Starts out gold, but never stays The neon takes my breath away And now I feel it in my veins But I don't want to be afraid I don't want to live this way I don't want you to leave

I'd say I've seen some beautiful days I've walked countless coastlines I've awoken on mountaintops I have seen death and birth and kissed good lips I don't need a music machine telling me what a good story is And matter of fact is, I've never asked nothing from nobody I've taken my motorbike down the Pacific 101 And I have stood atop the Empire State building with my father I have ridden the fear, although I was afraid every single time I've learned that every waking moment is enough And excess never leads to better things It only piles and piles atop the things That are already abundantly in front of you Like breathing and chasing and slow dancing and love-making And fighting and laughing I am unhinged, unworthy, and distasteful to mostly everyone I meet However, I am loyal to a fault, to anyone I find kindness in I do not, and will not fear tomorrow Because I feel as though today has been enough And I got no hate in my heart for anything, anywhere, or anyone And I think fear and Friday's got an awful lot in common They're overdone, and glorified, and always leave you wanting Yeah, I think fear and Friday's got an awful lot in common They're overdone, and glorified, and they always leave you wanting

Oh, did I say something wrong? Oh, did I walk out of step? To you, do I still belong? Do I have to be scared? Oh, I'm not saying I know, it's all feeling unclear We all like control, I surrender to you, dear You're hurting yourself, it's plain to see I think you're hurting yourself just to hurt me We used to laugh, we used to sing We used to dance, we had our own scene Hurting yourself, it's plain to see I think you're hurting yourself 'cause you hurt me We used to laugh, we used to sing We used to dance, we used to believe There's something I should've known? Was I acting too proud? Oh, in my weakness, did I somehow get too loud? Oh, can I get you alone? Oh, let me fall at your feet Why must I be compelled to admit defeat? Oh, you're hurting yourself, it's plain to see I think you're hurting yourself just to hurt me We used to laugh, we used to sing We used to dance, we were our own scene Hurting yourself, nothing to tell Your secret is well and safe with me We used to laugh, we used to sing We used to crash, we used to believe I hear the voices calling, hear the voices calling All around my head, all around my head Hear the voices calling, oh, again they're calling All around my head, have I lost my friend? Is this what we've become? Oh, one last setting sun I'll give, but I can't give up, I'll live, not long enough To stop these voices calling, stop the voices calling All around my head, as if you never left You're hurting yourself, it's plain to see I think you're hurting yourself just to hurt me We used to laugh, we used to sing We used to dance, we had our own scene Hurting yourself, it's plain to see I think you're hurting yourself 'cause you hurt me We used to laugh, we used to dream We used to dance, we used to believe

I went downtown (said I went downtown) I saw Miss Brown (said I saw Miss Brown) She had brown sugar (had brown sugar) All over her booga-wooga (over her booga-wooga) I think I might join the fun (I might join the fun) But I had to hit-and-run (but I had to hit-and-run) See, I just can't settle down (I just can't settle down) In a kinky part of town Ride on Don't you know I've got to ride on Ride on, kinky reggae Ride on, oh, kinky reggae Kinky reggae now Kinky reggae Kinky reggae Kinky reggae Kinky reggae na, na now Kinky reggae Kinky reggae now Ride on Ride on, don't you know I've got to (ride on) Oh, yeah (Ride on) I just can't settle down Ride on eh I went down to Piccadilly Circus Down there I saw Marcus Had a candy jar All over his chocolate bar I think I might join the fun (I might join the fun) But I had to hit-and-run (but I had to hit-and-run) See, I just can't settle down (I just can't settle down) In a kinky part of town Nice one, that's what they say, nice one (Nice one) but I'm leaving you today, nice one Mama say Kinky reggae Kinky reggae now Kinky reggae Kinky reggae now eh Kinky reggae Kinky reggae now Kinky reggae Give it up Kinky reggae now Ride on on on Ride on Ride on Ride on Kinky, kinky reggae Ride on, ride on, ride on Kinky reggae Kinky as kinky can be, reggae now Kinky reggae Let me and you say it now Kinky reggae now Kinky reggae Kinky reggae now Kinky reggae Kinky reggae now Nice one Nice one Nice one Nice one Nice one Kinky reggae Kinky reggae now Kinky reggae Kinky reggae now Kinky reggae Kinky reggae now Kinky reggae (reggae now)

Te vi, me viste, al principio fue una broma Luego la verdad se asoma Intercambiamos sonrisas Pasó algún tiempo, poco menos de una hora Y por debajo de la mesa Tu tacón tocó mi bota Fue más sencillo que hacer la tabla del uno y a la hora del desayuno Ya sabía que te amaba A las semanas de iniciar con la aventura Se nos hizo miel la luna y un concierto pa Tijuana Era prohibido, era imposible, pero hicimos lo que se nos dio la gana Después de eso nos veíamos casi a diario Nuestro amigo el calendario Nos dio 400 citas De tanto amarnos nos volvimos dos extraños No sé quién toma hoy tu mano Ni tú, dónde estoy ahorita Fue más sencillo que hacer la tabla del uno y a la hora del desayuno Ya sabía que te amaba A las semanas de iniciar con la aventura Se nos hizo miel la luna y un concierto pa Tijuana Era prohibido, era imposible, pero hicimos lo que se nos dio la gana, yeh-hey Pasando el tiempo, analizando la ruptura, la versión que tiene el lobo No es la de Caperucita De tanto amarnos, nos volvimos dos extraños No sé quién toma hoy tu mano, ni tú, dónde estoy ahorita Seguramente pa la otra que nos veamos repitamos Lo de la primera cita, yeah, eh-eh-eh-eh Uh, mmh-mmh-mmh, mmh

Miras con tanta dulzura, hermosa criatura Tú mi bello ángel que cayó del cielo Soy un simple pobre diablo que corrió con suerte Que logró obtenerte por obra divina Pues en cada esquina te busqué Solo tú eres la persona La que me ilusiona, la que me emociona Por ti pierdo el rumbo y en cada segundo Me voy de este mundo con sentirte a ti Entre el cielo y el infierno Solo hay un espacio, solo hay un abismo Es que yo pierdo el ritmo cuando me abandonas Y me quedo solo, solo sin ti Viniste a reconformarme, a rehabilitarme Tú mi bello ángel, yo estaba perdido Siento que después de ti yo soy otra persona Ya no me conozco, ¿qué paso conmigo? Por eso te digo que tú Solo tú eres la persona La que me ilusiona, la que me emociona Por ti pierdo el rumbo y en cada segundo Me voy de este mundo con sentirte a ti Entre el cielo y el infierno Solo hay un espacio, solo hay un abismo Es que yo pierdo el ritmo cuando me abandonas Y me quedo solo, solo sin ti Solo tú eres la persona La que me ilusiona, la que me emociona Por ti pierdo el rumbo y en cada segundo Me voy de este mundo con sentirte a ti Entre el cielo y el infierno Solo hay un espacio, solo hay un abismo Es que yo pierdo el ritmo cuando me abandonas Y me quedo solo, solo sin ti

Compa ¿Qué le parece esa morra? La que anda bailando sola Me gusta pa' mí Bella Ella sabe que está buena Que todos andan mirándola cómo baila Me acerco Y le tiro todo un verbo Tomamos tragos sin peros solo tentación Le dije "Voy a conquistar tu familia" Que en unos días, vas a ser mía Me dijo Que estoy muy loco, pero le gusta Que ningún vato como yo actúa Ahí te va mija Y pura doble P viejo Así no más compa Pedro puro Eslabón Armado A las plebitas (cha-chau) No soy Un vato que tiene varo Pero hablando del corazón Te cumplo todo Me agarro Pegadito de su mano Mi compa ni se la creyó Que al pasar fui yo Su cuerpo Juro por Dios, que era tan perfecta Su cintura como modelo Sus ojos Desde el principio me enamoraron A ella le gusto Y a mí me gusta