Master Of Sparks

Текст песни ZZ TOP - Master Of Sparks <br/> High class Slim came floatin&#039; in <br />down from the county line. <br />Just gettin&#039; right on Saturday night, <br />ridin&#039; with some friends of mine. <br />They invited me just to come and see <br />just what was on their minds <br />and then I took my first long look <br />( )<br />at the Master of Sparks on high. <br /><br />In the back of Jimmy&#039;s Mack <br />stood a round steel cage <br />welded into shape by Slim, <br />made out of sucker gauge. <br />How fine, they cried, now with you inside, <br />strapped in there safe and sound. <br />I thought, my-o-my, how the sparks will fly <br />if that thing ever hit the ground. <br /><br />Slim was so pleased when I had eased <br />into his trap of death. <br />He had slammed the door but I said no more <br />and I thought I&#039;d breathed my last breath. <br />We was out in the sticks down Highway Six <br />and the crowd was just about right. <br />The speed was too, so out I flew <br />like a stick of rollin&#039; dynamite. <br /><br />When I hit the ground you could hear the sound <br />and see the sparks a country mile. <br />End over end I began to spin <br />but the ball started runnin&#039; wild. <br />But it was too late as I met my fate <br />and the ball started gettin&#039; hot. <br />But through the sparks and the flame I knew that the claim <br />of the Master of Sparks was gone.