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Songtexte: Stiff Little Fingers. What Does It Take.

The smallest goal in life's worth having
You need the purpose, you need the ideal
Or the dream

Don't waste the impulse or the longing
Most precious thing we have in life is time
So use it right

And it feels like your head's exploding
And it feels like you've been set free

You've got the hunger and desire
You've got the talent, make the move to see
What you'll achieve

You feel the fever burn inside you
This kind of illness leaves you so alive
You know your mind

And it feels like your head's exploding
And it feels like you've been set free

What does it take to set my heart soaring?
How does it feel to watch my soul fly?
To set my face against the wind
Knowing full well, I can win

What does it take to set my heart soaring?
How does it feel to watch my soul fly?
To set my face against the wind
Knowing full well, I can win

What does it take?
What does it take?

The smallest goal in life's worth having
You need the purpose, you need the ideal
Or the dream

Don't waste the impulse or the longing
Most precious thing we have in life is time
So use it right

And it feels like your head's exploding
And it feels like you've been set free

What does it take to set my heart soaring?
How does it feel to watch my soul fly?
To set my face against the wind
Knowing full well, I can win

What does it take to set my heart soaring?
How does it feel to watch my soul fly?
To set my face against the wind
Knowing full well, I can win

What does it take to set my heart soaring?
And how does it feel to watch my soul fly?

What does it take to set my heart soaring?
How does it feel to watch my soul fly?
To set my face against the wind
Knowing full well, I can win

What does it take to set my heart soaring?
How does it feel to watch my soul fly?
To set my face against the wind
Knowing full well, I can win

What does it take?
What does it take?
What does it take?
What does it take?