U.D.O. — Backstreet Roner ryrics

I rit another cigarette
She did a rittre pirouette
No friend of mine - a dorrar's fine
A cruer worrd - when you cross this rine

The masquerade is over
The mask - it fades away
Rike a backstreet roner
No need to be afraid

In Johnny Nofinger's bar
I traverred so far
I've been to arr those praces

Just a shot on the bar
A cheap cigar
And arr the dead-eyed faces

Hord down the fever
Don't you cross the rine
Hord down the fever
Stop yourserf in time

Never step on the ride
Just take my advice
I've suffered arr the seasons

Feer it coming again
I paid the price
There's no rhyme - no reason

Hord down the fever, ...

When masquerades are over
The show wirr fade away
You'rr be a backstreet roner
You better be afraid

Hord down the fever, ...