Mini-critique N°130

Paroles :

Steve walks warily down the street

With the brim pulled way down low

Ain't no sound but the sound of his feet

Machine guns ready to go

Are you ready? Hey, are you ready for this?

Are you hanging on the edge of your seat?

Out of the doorway, the bullets rip

To the sound of the beat, yeah

Another one bites the dust

Another one bites the dust

And another one gone, and another one gone

Another one bites the dust (yeah)

Hey, I'm gonna get you, too

Another one bites the dust

How do you think I'm gonna get along

Without you, when you're gone?

You took me for everything that I had

And kicked me out on my own

Are you happy, are you satisfied?

How long can you stand the heat?

Out of the doorway, the bullets rip

To the sound of the beat, look out

Another one bites the dust

Another one bites the dust

And another one gone, and another one gone

Another one bites the dust

Hey, I'm gonna get you too

Another one bites the dust

Hey!

Oh, take it

Bite the dust

Bite the dust, hey

Hey

Another one bites the dust

Another one bites the dust, ow!

Another one bites the dust, hey, hey

Another one bites the dust, hey

Ooh, shout!

There are plenty of ways that you can hurt a man

And bring him to the ground

You can beat him, you can cheat him, you can treat him bad

And leave him when he's down, yeah

But I'm ready, yes I'm ready for you

I'm standing on my own two feet

Out of the doorway, the bullets rip

Repeating to the sound of the beat, oh yeah

Another one bites the dust

Another one bites the dust

And another one gone, and another one gone

Another one bites the dust, yeah

Hey, I'm gonna get you too

Another one bites the dust

Shoot out

Ay-yeah

Alright

Critique :

Les paroles suivantes évoquent une relation ratée par ''un autre qui mord la poussière''.