1. LOVE CHILD

Everyone is telling me that he was born as a love child
By looking in his eyes
Something turned me lose in his hot nights

Feeling the power of lost when the guy's passing by
Wrecking one's brain and I'm going insane don't know why
I can feel your sex winding up the girl in the red dress
And my brain is gone, what is going on, I'm burning inside
Feeling the power of lost when the guy's passing by
Wrecking one's brain and I'm going insane don't know why

A love child, running wild a love child
A love child, running wild a love child - love child
I gotta tell myself that he was born as a love child
And the story of his way should not make me stay
In the hot night

Feeling the power of lost when the guy's passing by
Wrecking one's brain and I'm going insane don't know why
A love child, running wild a love child
A love child, running wild a love child - love child

Don't know what I am
A woman or a man
Many troubles behind me
I'm doing all I can
But I'm what I am

Leave me alone - don't mistreat me
Feeling the power of lost when the guy's passing by
Wrecking one's brain and I'm going insane don't know why
A love child, running wild a love child


2. LONDON LEATHERBOYS

Walking down the main street
I see the city's face
Boys dressed in leather
Girls dressed in lace
See the easy riders
They're roaring down their way
They need to give full speed ahead
They've been bunched together

To keep their crazy life
They turn on the power
Get wrecked every night
Got some kind of feeling
Looking in his eyes
I feel the power surge to a head
London leatherboys

Nightmare's pleasure, what you've done
London leatherboys all together
All together - nightmare's pleasure
After all the roaring
The sound of silence scares
Girl of the leader
Cried in his arms
Don't you see the danger
When we are running wild
Please stop the games, it's getting late
London leatherboys

Nightmare's pleasure, what you've done
London leatherboys all together
Swearing that he would do - he could not evil say
Boy dressed in leather - boy died in pain
They're the easy riders - but heroes die too fast
He was more than the best of the bunch

Best together
Lousy leather
Say what's better
All together
London leatherboys