PastaJoe

I live my life like there's no tomorrow All I've got, I had to steal Least I don't need to beg or borrow Yes, I'm livin' at a pace that kills Ooh, yeah Ah (runnin' with the Devil) Ah, ah-ha yeah, whoo-hoo-ooh (Runnin' with the Devil) I'll tell you all about it

So don't delay, act now, supplies are running out Allow if you're still alive, six to eight years to arrive And if you follow there may be a tomorrow But if the offer's shunned You might as well be walking on the Sun

If you go down in the streets Today, baby you better You better open your eyes Folk down there really don't care Really don't care, don't care, really don't Which, which way the pressure lies So I've decided what I'm going to do now So I'm packing my bags for the Misty Mountains Where the spirits go now Over the hills where the spirits fly, ooh

Up on Cripple Creek, she sends me If I spring a leak, she mends me I don't have to speak, as she defends me A drunkard's dream if I ever did see one

They could have used an alternate logo to represent a cold front, like a buffalo driving a snow plow. A gradation on the jersey from blue to ice blue to white. Something original that couldn’t easily be seen as a UB, Indy, Detroit, or Dallas alternate.

I'm on the top of the world lookin' down on creation And the only explanation I can find Is the love that I've found, ever since you've been around Your love's put me at the top of the world

Guess I got what I deserved Kept you waiting there too long, my love All that time, without a word Did you really think that I'd forget Or I'd regret The special love I have for you My baby blue

When rain has hung the leaves with tears I want you near, to kill my fears To help me to leave all my blues behind For standin' in your heart Is where I want to be, and I long to be Ah, but I may as well, try and catch the wind

I bought a ticket to the world But now I've come back again Why do I find it hard to write the next line? I want the truth to be, I want the truth to be said I, I-I-I, I I know this much is true I, I-I-I, I I know this much is true, I know this much is true

The Buffalo News had full page drawings of Sabres, Bills, and Braves.

I would walk ten miles on my hands and knees Ain't no doubt about it, baby, it's you I aim to please I'd wrestle with a lion and a grizzly bear It's my life, baby, but I don't care Ain't that tough enough? Ain't that tough enough? Ain't that tough enough? Ain't that tough enough?

Yes, only the beginning of what I want to feel forever Only the beginning, only just a start, yeah I've got to get you into my life mama Got to get you next to me, yeah Only the beginning, only just the start

From the dark end of the street To the bright side of the road We'll be lovers once again on the Bright side of the road Little darlin', come with me Won't you help me share my load From the dark end of the street To the bright side of the road

I love you so much, can't count all the ways I've died for you girl and all they can say is "He's not your kind" They never get tired of putting me down And I'll never know when I come around What I'm gonna find Don't let them make up your mind Don't you know Girl, you'll be a woman soon Please, come take my hand Girl, you'll be a woman soon Soon, you'll need a man