"Livin' On the Edge"

“Livin’ On the Edge”

by Lauren Farmer

Franco’s got Spain down on lock

Spaniards want to fight

But they’re down on their luck…it’s tough, so tough

Prostitutes working all day

Desperate for her drug, she brings home her pay

For coke-for coke

They say: We’re gonna hold on, to all our cards

Bingo is my life and I’m

surging to the top

“Me toca loteria” and that’s enough

For me- to feel energy!

Oooh we’re half way there

Livin’ on the EDGE

Take a stand and we’ll make it – I swear

Livin’ on the EDGE

Spain is drinking around the clock

Spirits served with meals to

Take away the pain- so numb, so numb

People run with bulls all day

When they kill for the fight

The crowd crazily screams ole, ole

We’ve gotta stay true, to who we are

We’ll make it to the top, with great players or not

FC Barcelona’s in to win

For pride- go kick your best shot!

Oh we’re half way there

Livin’ on the EDGE

Make love on the sand, we’ll make it I swear

Livin’ on the EDGE

Livin’ on the EDGE!!!