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84 Hell to Pay

(Airey, Gillan, Glover, Morse, Paice)
Do álbum , do Deep Purple

Eddie era um revolucionário de pijama: sempre nos convocava a um frenesi de atividades contra o establishment. Quando eu digo atividades, trata-se na verdade de conversas animadas, turbinadas pelo álcool e pela necessidade de impressionar nossos amigos revolucionários. Eddie latia, mas não mordia. Ao primeiro sinal de problemas, ele ia pra baixo da mesa ou saía pela porta como o proverbial rato que sobe pela calha. Mas ele tinha uma camiseta do Che Guevara, um bigode fino e um olhar duro que lhe dava uma ascendência maníaca sobre seus impressionáveis seguidores. Mas seu cabelo nunca se ajeitava, e acho que seu apelido "dois-tons" veio do cabelo que penteava sobre a careca; seu crânio pálido aparecia em faixas sob seu "barnet" (cabelo numa gíria inglesa de rimas: Barnet Fair = Hair) conforme a noite avançava.

Hell to Pay

(Airey, Gillan, Glover, Morse, Paice)

Take pity on two-tone Eddie
His hair was never right
He used to be cool with a glint in his eye
But he lost it overnight
The spinning world is changing things are rearranging
But Eddie says to me
Nothing wrong with the way it was
That's way it's meant to be

Up the revolution
We're all prepared to die
Up the revolution
That was the battle cry


There's gonna be hell
Hell to pay
There's gonna be hell
Hell to pay


Eddie was a die-hard rebel
In the good old days of way back when
A cigarette was cool and all the kids in school
Could read and count to ten
Everyone said he had a future bright
Of that there was no doubt
He never could make us understand
What the rebellion was all about

Up the revolution
We're all prepared to die
Up the revolution
That was the battle cry


There's gonna be hell
Hell to pay
There's gonna be hell
Hell to pay


Two-tone Eddie drew up battle plans
For making love not war
Everybody laughed at the fighting in the street
From behind a guarded door
It came to nothing when it all went down
And the band began to play
Another plan, put your head in the sand
Live to fight another day

Up the revolution
We're all prepared to die
Up the revolution
That was our battle cry


There's gonna be hell
Hell to pay
There's gonna be hell
Hell to pay

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