Sometimes I Feel Like Screaming

Lyrics by：Ian Gillan/Ian Paice/Jon Lord/Steve Morse/Roger Glover

Composed by：Ian Gillan/Ian Paice/Jon Lord/Steve Morse/Roger Glover

While you were out

The message says

You left a number

And I tried to call

But they wrote it down

In a perfect spanish scrawl

In a perfect spanish scrawl

Yet again

I'm missing you

King size bed

In a hotel someplace

I hear your name

I see your face

I see your face

The back street dolls

And the side door johnnies

The wide eyed boys with their bags full of Money

Back in the alley

Going bang to the wall

Tied to the tail

Of a midnight crawl

Heaven wouldn't be

So high I know

If the times gone by

Hadn't been so low

The best laid plans

Come apart at the seams

And shatter all my dreams

Sometimes I feel like

Screaming

Close my eyes

It's times like this

My head goes down

And the only thing I know

Is the name of this town

The name of this town

Yet again

I'm missing you

Won't be long

O' coming home

Until that distant time

I'll be moving on

I'll be moving on

The back street dolls

And the side door johnnies

The wide eyed boys with their bags full of Money

Back in the alley

Going bang to the wall

Tied to the tail

Of a midnight crawl

Heaven wouldn't be

So high I know

If the times gone by

Hadn't been so low

The best laid plans

Come apart at the seams

And shatter all my dreams

Sound in the mind aloud

Sound in the mind yeeaahhh

Sound in the mind aloud

Sound in the mind

The back street dolls

And the side door johnnies

The wide eyed boys with their bags full of Money

Back in the alley

Going bang to the wall

Tied to the tail

Of a midnight crawl

Heaven wouldn't be

So high I know

If the times gone by

Hadn't been so low

The best laid plans

Come apart at the seams

And shatter all my dreams