Here's to You - Ennio Morricone

They got three in the front and four in the back of a Civic Camped out all night on the sidewalk, just to get tickets With their hands on the fence in the back, by the buses and the limousines Just to get a glance at the drummer or a singer, yeah anything And they come from miles around For that moment when the lights go out And they scream It's the girls in the front row singin' It's the boys with the wheels that bring them It's the lighters in the air, and you guys up there You're the heart and soul, and the reason we do what we do Here's to you There's a silver-tongued blonde trying to sweet talk her way backstage There's a mom and dad in the aisle, not acting their age There's a wet Corvette, red lipstick print on a Coors Light cup And judging by the way she's dancing, I'd say she's had enough The guitars come alive And you make us want to stay all night And they scream It's the girls in the front row singing It's the boys with the wheels that bring them It's the lighters in the air, and you guys up there You're the heart and soul, and the reason we do what we do Here's to you, here's to you It's the girls in the front row singing It's the boys with the wheels that bring them It's lighters in the air, and you guys up there You're the heart and soul, and the reason we do what we do Here's to you, here's to you The girls in the front row singing, here's to you It's the boys with the wheels that bring them, here's to you It's to a silver-tongued blonde trying to sweet talk her way Here's to you, here's to you

We're vixons on our horses, we're the bandits in the night. Keep your filthy minutes locked away from here tonight. The rising of the moon we watched the fools come out to play. We don't want dust to settle till the early light of day. And oooooo come with us tonight, And oooooo follow us, follow us. Blow it up and shoot it down, Everyone is getting loud lets turn it up tonight. Let's make it last, lets kick some ass, and raise your glass up to the sky and here's to you and I. You and I. Here's to you and I. We're busten in we're breaking every rule that's known to man. Lighting up our cigarette, and dealing dirty hands. We're lining up the bottles only just to shoot them down, And when the morning showes its face you'd wished we'd never came to town. And oooooo come with us tonight, And oooooo follow us, follow us. Blow it up and shoot it down, Everyone is getting loud lets turn it up tonight. Let's make it last, lets kick some ass, and raise your glass up to the sky and here's to you and I. You and I. Here's to you and I. Dig your heals into the ground, And clap your hands and make a sound. Then put your hands up on my hips, Come here boy and kiss my lips. Dig your heals into the ground, And clap your hands and make a sound. Then put your hands up on my hips, Come here boy and kiss my lips. Come here boy and kiss my lips. Blow it up and shoot it down, Everyone is getting loud lets turn it up tonight. Let's make it last, lets kick some ass, and raise your glass up to the sky and here's to you and I. You and I. Here's to you and I. Dig your heals into the ground, And clap your hands and make a sound. Then put your hands up on my hips, Come here boy and kiss my lips.

Tu vivi, Cammini Lavori Guardi Parti Canti Poi viene qualcuno E ti lega le mani e i piedi E ti chiude la bocca E ti chiude gli occhi Here's to you, Nicola and Bart Rest forever here in our hearts The last and final moment is yours That agony is your triumph Canto a voi Nicola e Bart Per chi odia la schiavitù Per chi ama la verità Canto forte libertà. Queste mani per lavorar Questi occhi per guardar Questi piedi per camminar Questa bocca per cantar. Here's to you, Nicola and Bart Rest forever here in our hearts The last and final moment is yours That agony is your triumph Con le mani non supplicherò Con i miei occhi non piangerò Con i piedi non fuggirò Con la bocca canterò. Here's to you, Nicola and Bart Rest forever here in our hearts The last and final moment is yours That agony is your triumph