Mark Knopfler - The Bug Lyrics
Well its a strange old game - you learn it slowOne step forward and its back to goYoure standing on the throttleYoure standing on the brakesIn the groove til you make a mistakeSometimes youre the windshieldSometimes youre the bugSometimes it all comes together babySometimes youre a fool in loveSometimes youre the louisville sluggerSometimes youre the ballSometimes it all comes together babySometimes youre going lose it allYou gotta know happy - you gotta know gladBecause youre gonna know lonelyAnd youre gonna know badWhen youre rippin and a ridin and youre coming on strongYou start slippin and a slidin and it all goes wrong, becauseSometimes youre the windshieldSometimes youre the bugSometimes it all comes together babySometimes youre a fool in loveSometimes youre the louisville slugger babySometimes youre the ballSometimes it all comes together babySometimes youre going lose it allOne day you got the gloryOne day you got noneOne day youre a diamondAnd then youre a stoneEverything can changeIn the blink of an eyeSo let the good times rollBefore we say goodbye, becauseSometimes youre the windshieldSometimes youre the bugSometimes it all comes together babySometimes youre a fool in loveSometimes youre the louisville slugger babySometimes youre the ballSometimes it all comes together babySometimes youre going lose it all
