Lack Of Limits Stage-fright
I`m sittin`on my bed and I`m playing guitar
Singin`a lot of songs about love and war
Tonight I`m gonna play in my favourite bar
With my bluesharp and my acoustic guitar
Now it`s seven o´clock and I´m ready to go
At nine o´clock I have to start the show
But before I go, I´ve to remind a couple of things
My plecs, pincers and a lot of strings
But something still is wrong
I don´t know where it comes from
I can´t explain what I feel inside
Stage-fright
I´ve got to hide
I can´t explain what I feel inside
Running through my veins and my trembling hands
I´m sittin´ on my bike and I´m ridin´ down the street
Thinkin´ about the people I´m gonna meet
Five minutes to nine, I´m feeling hot
And I step on the stage, my heart´s pounding a lot
