(h. knight) Producer: mike chapman Albums: mad max beyond thunderdome soundtrack (85), Grammy award: best rock vocal performance, female (86)
In the desert sun every step that you take could be the final one In the burning heat hanging on the edge of destruction You can't stop the pain of your children crying out in your head They always said that the living would envy the dead
So now you're gonna shoot bullets of fire Don't wanna fight but sometimes you've got to You're some soul survivor There's just one thing you've got to know You've got ten more thousand miles to go
Because you're one of the living And if we can't stick together One of the living Who's gonna make it tonight
Walk tall, cool, collected and savage Walk tall, bruised, sensual, ravaged It's every man for himself, every woman, every child A new breed, ferocious and wild
And all they want to do is shoot bullets of fire They wanna fight and sometimes you've got to You're some soul survivor There's just one thing you've got to know You've got ten more thousand years to go
Because you're one of the living And if we can't stick together One of the living Who's gonna make it tonight
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