Metallica Turn The Page

On a long and lonesome highway,

East of Omaha

You listen to the engines

Moanin' out its one song

You think about the woman,

or the girl you knew the night before

 

But your thoughts will soon be wandering

the way they always do

When you're riding 16 hours

and there's nothing much to do

And you don't feel much like riding,

You just wish the trip was through

 

Here I am, on the road again

There I am, up on the stage

Here I go, playing star again

There I go, turn the page

 

So you walk into this restaurant strung out from the road

And you feel the eyes upon you, as you're shaking off the cold

You pretend it doesn't bother you, but you just want to explode

 

Yeah, most times you can't hear 'em talk, other times you can

Oh, the same old cliches, "Is it woman? Is it man?"

And you always seem outnumbered, you don't dare make a stand

Make your stand

 

Here I am, on the road again

There I am, up on the stage

Here I go, playing star again

There I go, turn the page

 

Out there in the spotlight, you're a million miles away

Every ounce of energy you try to give away

As the sweat pours out your body like the music that you play, yeah

 

Later in the evening, as you lie awake in bed

With the echoes of the amplifiers ringing in your head

You smoke the day's last cigarette, remembering what she said

What she said

 
He-ey
 
Yeah
 

And here I am, on the road again

There I am, up on a stage

Here I go, playing star again

There I go, turn the page

There I go, turn that page

 

There I go, yeah, yeah

There I go, yeah, yeah, yeah

There I go, yeah

There I go, yeah

There I go, oo-oo-ooh

There I go

And I'm gone