The Bug (Basel, Switzerland, June 28, 1992) Songtext
von Dire Straits

Well it′s a strange old game, you learn it slow
One step forward and it's back to go
You′re standing on the throttle, you're standing on the brakes
In the groove 'til you make a mistake

Sometimes you′re the windshield
Sometimes you′re the bug
Sometimes it all comes together, baby
Sometimes you're a fool in love

Sometimes you′re the Louisville slugger, baby
Sometimes you're the ball
Sometimes it all comes together, baby
Sometimes you′re gonna lose it all

You gotta know happy, you gotta know glad
Because you're gonna know lonely and you′re gonna know bad
When you're rippin' and a ridin′, and you′re coming on strong
You start a-slippin' and a-slidin′, and it all goes wrong, because


Sometimes you're the windshield
Sometimes you′re the bug
Sometimes it all comes together, baby
Sometimes you're a fool in love

Sometimes you′re the Louisville slugger, baby
Sometimes you're the ball
Sometimes it all comes together
Sometimes you're gonna lose it all

One day you got the glory, then you got none
One day you′re a diamond, and then you′re a stone
Everything can change in the blink of an eye
So let the good times roll before we say goodbye

Sometimes you're the windshield
Sometimes you′re the bug, yeah
Sometimes it all comes together, baby
Sometimes you're a fool in love

Sometimes you′re the Louisville slugger baby
Sometimes you're the ball
Sometimes it all comes together, baby
Sometimes you′re gonna lose it all, I said


Sometimes you're the windshield
Sometimes you're the bug
Sometimes it all comes together, baby
Sometimes you′re a fool in love

Sometimes you′re the Louisville slugger, baby
Sometimes you're the ball
Sometimes it all comes together, baby
Sometimes you′re gonna lose it all