Where Eagles Dare. We walk the streets at night. We go where eagles dare. They pick up every movement. They pick up every loser. With jaded eyes and features.
Welcome posse. We're kicking up. . Once again, we have the plan. Driving you wild, as good as we can. Don't stop us now, we're gonna make you move. Raving outside to the passionate groove.
Just rest your eyes, if they're getting heavy.. . Rest your, head on, my pillow.. . If you, want, I, can keep singing softly.. . Or you can try, counting sheep..
We walk the streets at night. We go where eagles dare. They pick up every movement. They pick up every loser. With jaded eyes and features. You think they really care.
I got Utah dust. Inside my boots. Peroxide. Covering my roots. Know what it's like to love. And like to be loved. I tell you (oh hohoh) it's such a thrilling thing.
I've got Utah dust inside my boots. Peroxide covering my roots. Know what it's like to love. And like to be loved. . I tell you it's such a thrilling thing.