Lyrics:
of beads
He could not be in the gallery
And then you get an artist says he doesn't want to paint at all
He takes an empty canvas and sticks it on the wall
I could, maybe I could, maybe I
Could meet the artists, and get to know them personally
If I were David Byrne
I'd go to galleries and not be too
was for you
I'm sorry if I doubted your good heart
Things always seem to end before they start
Hello, it's me, that was a great gallery show
Your
You wake up in the morning, she's gone
Grabbed your money, your keys, and moved on
She's an artist, and she painted you into her frame
Now you're
Leather rebel
Lightning in the dark
Leather rebel (rebel, rebel)
With a burning heart
Master of the streets
Bullet proof and bound for glory
Cities
This is the story of the Leather Rebel
Hero of the night
Blood and thunder
Rushing through me
'Til the dawn of light
The sky is turning red
its a leather jacket
be careful thats
a lot a lot of leather
yeah its a jacket my mom did when i was young (x3)
would you do it babe for me know
be
Oh my god
Oh my
Yea (yea yea)
Gallery gallery gallery girl
Artist paint my picture
You don't need a word (you don’t need a word)
Brushstroke breast
So you want to be an artist?
Are you ready for some times
Of pain and madness?
Welcome to my gallery
Of failed ambitions
Pull up a chair and pipe
The minstrel in the gallery
Looked down upon the smiling faces
He met the gazes observed the spaces
In between the old men's cackle
And he
one and only pleasure
All decked in lace and leather
Fantasy, courtesy... on me, baby let's go
Watch me apply the pressure
All decked in lace
A white frame painted around it
And gallery lighting too
Rich folks come over to dinner
They all want one of their own
They say "How much? Who's
Wheels,
A glint of steel and a flash of light
Screams,
From a streak of fire as he strikes
Hell bent, hell bent for leather
Hell bent, hell bent
black leather
Hold me tight and love me forever
Rings on your fingers, love in your heart
Knight in black leather, we'll never part
Only you can
Wheels! A glint of steel and a flash of light!
Screams! From a streak of fire as he strikes!
Hell bent, hell bent for leather
Hell bent, hell bent for
Wheels! A glint of steel and a flash of light!
Screams! From a streak of fire as he strikes!
Hell bent, hell bent for leather
Hell bent, hell bent for
Wheels! A glint of steel and a flash of light!
Screams! From a streak of fire as he strikes!
Hell bent, hell bent for leather
Hell bent, hell bent for
Woke up looking for something to do
Gallery Hopping, Gallery Hopping
Got no money, got no booze
Gallery Hopping, Gallery Hopping
Therey's a bunch
I walk the streets at night,
And I'm looking for blood.
Want instant satisfaction,
So baby, gimmie leather on leather.
[Chorus]
I want leather
In the dimly lit gallery whispers fill the air
A canvas of shadows secrets woven there
Brushstrokes by an enigma a nameless hand
The world stands in
see the world
Like the artist
Patrick, all your paintings
Line these walls and the gallery halls
You'll never be forgotten
Cause now everyone
Yes
The minstrel in the gallery
Looked down upon the smiling faces
He met the gazes observed the spaces
In between the old men's cackle
And he
Wheels! A glint of steel and a flash of light!
Screams! From a streak of fire as he strikes!
Hell bent, hell bent for leather
Hell bent, hell bent for
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