Race with the Devil - Jeff Beck, Jimmy Page, Ron Wood, Joe Perry, Flea & Metallica

You'd better run You'd better run You'd better run from the Devil's gun The race is on The race is on So you better run from the Devil's gun Strange things happen If you stay The Devil will catch you anyway He'll try to find you So take care The Devil will seek you everywhere And when he finds you You'll soon find out The Devil's fire it won't go out He burns you up And soon you'll know The Devil's grip just won't let go

Wide awake at 2 A.M Think I'm losin who I am Why you keep on choosin' them When all I'm tryna do is Make sure you got a nice bed and welcoming arms to come home to But time and time and time again You're only here every now and then When's it gonna end People say I'm all the kinds of crazy 'cause I'm crazy for you They say, "How you love a ghost you can't touch?" They ain't wrong but, I just love you too much So go and call a GP Baby say I'm too freaky Oh my god, I'm so gone I'm dancing with the devil with my high heels on, on Unapologetic 'bout it 'Cause the lovin' so good, though I know baby's no good Yeah the lovin' so good, if I could stop it, I would Yea the lovin' so good 'cause we up to no good But the lovin' so good The other day your mama called She told me all in all I was the best you'll ever have You won't commit a crime bigger than givin' me up And I know that she ain't wrong And I know someday a better man will come along But your lips got me sayin' "Let bygones be bygones" I don't wanna fucking move on Boy, why am I so crazy for you You're so talented in not comin' home But if it ain't you I'd rather be alone SOS situation Can't say no to temptation Oh my god, I'm so gone I'm dancing with the devil with my high heels on, on Unapologetic 'bout it 'Cause the lovin' so good, though I know baby's no good Yeah the lovin' so good, if I could stop it, I would Yea the lovin' so good, 'cause we up to no good But the lovin' so good

Stars, they come and go They come fast, they come slow They go like the last light of the sun all in a blaze All you see is glory But it gets lonely there When there's no one there to share We can shake it away If we hear a story People lust for fame Like athletes in a game They break they collarbones And come up swinging Some of them are crowned Some of them are downed Some are lost and never found But most have seen it all They live their lives in sad cafés and music halls They always have a story Some make it when they're young Before the world has done its dirty job And later on, someone will say "You've had your day Now you must make way" But you'll never know the pain Of living with a name you never owned The years of forgetting what you know too well But you who gave the crown Have been let down You try to make amends Without defending Perhaps pretending You never saw the eyes Of a young soul of 25 That followed as you walk Asked for autographs Kissed you on the cheek You never quite believe They really loved you, never Some make it when they're old Perhaps they have a soul They're not afraid to bare Or perhaps there's nothing there Only their own story Stars, they come and go They come fast, they come slow They go like the last light of the sun all in a blaze All you see is glory But it gets lonely there Some people play a fine guitar I could listen to them play all day Stars, they come and go They come fast, they come slow They go like the last light of the sun all in a blaze All you see is glory But it gets lonely there When there's no one there to share We can shake it away If you have a story