One of the Living - Tina Turner

In the desert sun ev’ry step that you take could be the final one.

And in the burning heat

Hanging on the edge of destruction.

No 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

Shoot bullets of fire

Don’t wanna fight

But sometimes you’ve got to.

You’re some soul survivor

And 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 you can’t stick together

Well

You’re one of the living — who’s gonna make it tonight?

Walk tall

Cool

Collected

But savage.

Walk tall

Bruised

Sensual

Ravaged.

It’s ev’ry man for himself

Ev’ry woman

Ev’ry child

A new breed

Ferocious and wild.

And all they wanna do is shoot bullets of fire

They wanna fight

But sometimes you’ve got to.

You’re some soul survivor

And 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 you can’t stick together

Well

You’re one of the living — who’s gonna make it tonight?

You’re one of the living — and if we can’t stick together

Well

You’re one of the living — who’s gonna make it tonight?

Shoot bullets of fire

You’re one of the living — and if we can’t stick together

You’re one of the living — and if we can’t stick together

You’re one of the living — and if we can’t stick together