This is, this is one of our earlier songs that we're going to play a brand new way for you. With the aid of a couple of friends of mine, known as the Terror Twins, who are, of course, namely Mr. Philip Flamenco-Colin on the acoustic guitar! And Mr. Stephen Clarke on his very nearly legendary Gibson 18-string Razor! I hope you like it. It goes something like this. It goes like this. Gibson, city looking pretty Broken roads with laughing eyes You're a mystery, always running wild Like a child without a home You're always searching, searching for a feeling But it's easy come, easy go Oh, I'm sorry but it's true You're bringing on the heartache Taking all the pain we'll get to see Oh, I'm sorry but it's true You're bringing on the heartache You're such a secret, misty-eyed and shady Lady, how you hold the key Oh, you're like a candle Your flame is slowly fading Fading out and burning me Can't you see? I'm just trying to say to you You're bringing on the heartache Taking all the pain to me Oh, can't you see? That you've got the best of me Oh, can't you see? You're bringing on the heartbreak Bringing on the heartbreak You're bringing on the heartache Bringing on the heartbreak No! No! No! You've got the best of me Oh, can't you see? That you've got the best of me Oh, can't you see? You're bringing on the heartbreak Bringing on the heartbreak You're bringing on the heartbreak Bringing on the heartbreak Oh no! Oh no! Oh no! Oh no! Oh no! Oh no! Oh no! Oh no! Oh no!