Steve Harley - Young Hearts (The Candidate) lyrics

Harley Footloose and grand, Nick and the younger boy out hunting on the land They're marching off both carrying big gun Into the wilderness for a beast that's on the run Snow is falling, blizzard's in the air Nick says : 'Have a hit, boy, there's lots for us to share' Beast on the hill lets out a mighty roar so both boys get a chill Nick holds out the weapon and closes up one eye Flexes his trigger finger and squeezes on the iron Grizzly runs aware now of the game A second shot rings out, the beast is slain Too young, too pink in the face but they're growing up Young hearts in search of a place and a silver cup Too young, too pink in the face but they're growing now Oh young hearts in search of a place and they want it now Blood in the snow, there's d**h in the winter-time and the boys are ready to go The younger boy says : 'Help me, help me Nick to know' And Nick says : 'Break out the whiskey, boy, let's help the red juice flow' In the afterglow there's nothing much to say They're both growing up, they hit the beast today Too young, too pink in the face but they're growing up Young hearts in search of a place and a silver cup Too young, too pink in the face but they're growing now Oh young hearts in search of a place and they want it now, uh now Too young, too pink in the face but they're growing up Young hearts in search of a place and a silver cup Oh too young, too pink in the face but they're growing now Oh young hearts in search of a place and they want it now …