- published: 26 May 2016
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Bryan Guy Adams, OC OBC (born 5 November 1959) is a Canadian singer songwriter and photographer.
Adams rose to fame in North America with his album Cuts Like a Knife and turned into a global star with his 1984 album Reckless.
For his contributions to music, Adams has garnered many awards and nominations, including 20 Juno Awards among 56 nominations, 15 Grammy Award nominations including a win for Best Song Written Specifically for a Motion Picture or Television in 1992. He has also won MTV, ASCAP, American Music awards, two Ivor Novello Awards for song composition and has been nominated five times for Golden Globe Awards and three times for Academy Awards for his songwriting for films.
Adams was awarded the Order of Canada and the Order of British Columbia for contributions to popular music and philanthropic work via his own foundation, which helps improve education for people around the world.
Adams was inducted into the Hollywood Walk of Fame in March 2011 and Canada's Walk of Fame, Canadian Broadcast Hall of Fame in 1998., and in April 2006 he was inducted into the Canadian Music Hall of Fame at Canada's Juno Awards. In 2008, Bryan was ranked 38th on the list of All-Time top artists in the Billboard Hot 100 50th Anniversary Charts. On 13 January 2010, he received the Allan Waters Humanitarian Award for his part in numerous charitable concerts and campaigns during his career, and on 1 May 2010 was given the Governor General's Performing Arts Award for his 30 years of contributions to the arts.
Another night with your head in the oven
Simmering like a heat wave over you
Sweat drops hiss at the bottom
Blood droplets cook like glue
They left you with nothing
And left me for dead
Went out and lost your senses
Went out and lost my head
In deceit, disbelief, they're laughing
As we faint in these houses burning down
In the smoke and the heat we're gasping
For a breath of some fresh air in this town
So save for me, the pleasantries
How pathetic this must sound
To patiently still be craving
A taste of the good life in this town
They left you with nothing
And left me for dead
Went out and lost your senses
Went out and lost my head
In deceit, disbelief, they're laughing
As we faint in these houses burning down
In the smoke and the heat we're gasping
For a breath of some fresh air in this town
We'll make believe
That we still dream
Of one day finally getting out
They left you with nothing
And left me for dead
Went out and spent your senses
Went out and sold my head
They left you with nothing [x2]
They left you with nothing
And left me for dead
And they left us gasping
For one last breath
So save for me, the pleasantries
How pathetic this must sound
To patiently still be craving