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(1996) |
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(Harris/Gers/Murray/Bayley) |
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IM |
| There's an evil virus that's threatening mankind |
| Not state of the art, a serious state of the mind |
| The muggers the backstabbers the two faced elite |
| A menace to society a social disease |
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| Rape of the mind is a social disorder, the cynics the apathy one up man ship order |
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| Watching beginnings of social decay |
| Gloating or seering at life's disarray |
| Eating away at your own self esteem |
| Pouncing on every word that you might be saying |
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| Rape of the mind is a social disorder, the cynics the apathy one up man ship order |
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| Superficially smiling a shake of the hand as soon as the back is turned treachery is planned |
| IM |
| Rape of the mind is a social disorder, the cynics the apathy one up man ship order |
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| Watching beginnings of social decay gloating or seering...at life's disarray |
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| When every good thing's laid to waste |
| By all the jealousy and hate |
| By all the acid wit and rapier lies |
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| And every time you think you're safe |
| And when you go to turn away |
| You know they're sharpening all their paper knives |
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| All in your mind, all in your head, try to relate it |
| All in your mind, all in your head, try to escape it |
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| Without a conscience they destroy |
| And that's a thing that they enjoy |
| They're a sickness that's all in our minds |
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| They want to sink the ship and leave |
| The way they laugh at you and me |
| You know it happens all the time |
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| All in your mind, all in your head, try to relate it |
| All in your mind, all in your head, try to escape it |
| IM |
| The rats in the cellar you know who you are... |
| The rats in the cellar you know who you are... |
| The rats in the cellar you know who you are... |
| The rats in the cellar you know who you are... |
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| Or do you? |
| Or do you? |
| Or do you? |
| Or do you? |
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| Try to relate it |
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| Watching beginnings of social decay |
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(Harris) |
| Eleven saintly shrouded men, silhouettes stand against the sky |
| One in front with a cross held high, come to wash my sins away |
| IM |
| Standing alone in the wind and the rain, feeling the fear that is growing |
| Sensing the change in the tide again, brought by the storm that is brewing |
| Feel the anxiety hold off the fear, some of the doubt in the things you believe |
| Now that your faith will be put to the test, nothing to do but await what is coming |
| IM |
| Why then is God still protecting me, even when I don't deserve it |
| Though I am blessed with an inner strength, some they would call it a penance |
| Why am I meant to face this alone, asking the question time and again |
| Praying to God won't keep me alive, inside my head feel the fear start to rise |
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| They'll be saying their prayers when the moment comes |
| There'll be penance to pay when it's judgement day |
| And the guilty'll bleed when that moment comes |
| They'll be coming to claim, take your soul away |
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| The sign of the cross |
| The name of the rose...a fire in the sky |
| The sign of the cross |
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| They'll be coming to bring the eternal flame |
| They'll be bringing us all immortality |
| Holding communion so the world be blessed |
| My creator, my God'll lay my soul to rest |
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| The sign of the cross |
| The name of the rose...a fire in the sky |
| The sign of the cross |
| IM |
| The sign of the cross |
| The name of the rose...a fire in the sky |
| The sign of the cross |
| The name of the rose...the sign of the cross |
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| Lost the love of heaven above, chose the lust of the earth below |
| Eleven saintly shrouded men, came to wash my sins away |
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(Bayley/Gers) |
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IM |
| The freeway is jammed and it's backed up for miles |
| The car is an oven and baking is wild |
| Nothing is ever the way it should be |
| What we deserve we just don't get you see |
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| A briefcase a lunch and a man on the edge |
| Each step gets closer to losing his head |
| Is someone in heaven are they looking down |
| Nothing is fair just you look around |
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| Falling down, falling down, falling down |
| Falling down, falling down, falling down |
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| He's sick of waiting of lying like this |
| There's a hole in the sky for the angels to kiss |
| Branded a leper because you don't fit |
| In the land of the free you just live by your wits |
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| Once he built missiles a nation's defence |
| Now he can't even get birthday presents |
| Across the city he leaves in his wake |
| A glimpse of the future a cannibal state |
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| Falling down, falling down, falling down |
| Falling down, falling down, falling down |
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| The freeway is jammed and it's backed up for miles |
| The car is an oven and baking is wild |
| Nothing is ever the way it should be |
| What we deserve we just don't get you see |
| IM |
| A briefcase a lunch and a man on the edge |
| Each step gets closer to losing his head |
| Is someone in heaven are they looking down |
| Nothing is fair just you look around |
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| Falling down, falling down, falling down |
| Falling down, falling down, falling down |
| Falling down, falling down, falling down |
| Falling down, falling down, falling down |
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(Harris) |
| I lie awake at night I wipe the sweat from my brow, but it's not the fear 'cos I'd rather go now |
| Trying to visualise the horrors that will lay ahead, the desert sand mound a burial ground |
| When it comes to the time, are we partners in crime |
| When it comes to the time, we'll be ready to die |
| God let us go now and finish what's to be done, thy kingdom come, thy shall be done...on an oath |
| Trying to justify to ourselves the reasons to go, should we live and let live, forget or forgive |
| But how can we let go on this way, the reign of terror corruption must end |
| And we know deep down there's no other way, no trust no reasoning no more to say |
| Afraid to shoot strangers |
| Afraid to shoot strangers |
| Afraid, afraid to shoot strangers |
| Afraid, afraid to shoot strangers |
| Afraid, afraid to shoot strangers |
| Afraid, afraid to shoot strangers |
| Afraid, afraid to shoot strangers |
| Afraid, afraid to shoot strangers |
| Afraid, afraid to shoot strangers |
| Afraid, afraid to shoot strangers |
| Afraid to shoot strangers |
| Afraid to shoot strangers |
| Afraid to shoot strangers |
| Afraid to shoot strangers |
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(Dickinson/Gers) |
| Covered in sinners and dripping with guilt |
| Making your money from slime and from filth |
| Parading your bellies in ivory towers |
| Investing our lives in your schemes and your powers |
| You got to watch them - be quick or be dead |
| Snake eyes in heaven - the thief in your head |
| You've got to watch them - be quick or be dead |
| Snake eyes in heaven - the thief in your head |
| Be quick |
| Or be dead |
| Be quick |
| Or be dead |
| See...what's ruling all our lives |
| See...who's pulling the strings |
| See...what's ruling all our lives |
| See...who pulls the strings |
| I bet you won't fall flat on your face |
| Your belly will hold you in place |
| The serpent is crawling inside of your ear |
| He says you must vote for what you want to hear |
| Don't matter what's wrong as long you're alright |
| Pull yourself stupid and rob yourself blind |
| You got to watch them - be quick or be dead |
| Snake eyes in heaven - the thief in your head |
| You've got to watch them - be quick or be dead |
| Snake eyes in heaven - the thief in your head |
| Be quick |
| Or be dead |
| Be quick |
| Or be dead |
| You got to watch them - be quick or be dead |
| Snake eyes in heaven - the thief in your head |
| You've got to watch them - be quick or be dead |
| Snake eyes in heaven - the thief in your head |
| Be quick |
| Or be dead |
| Be quick |
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(Harris) |
| I am a man who walks alone, and when I'm walking a dark road |
| At night, or strolling through the park |
| When the light begins to change, I sometimes feel a little strange |
| A little anxious when it's dark |
| Fear of the dark, fear of the dark |
| I have a constant fear that something's always near |
| Fear of the dark, fear of the dark |
| I have a phobia that someone's always there |
| Have you run your fingers down the wall, and have you felt your neck skin crawl |
| When you're searching for the light |
| Sometimes when you're scared to take a look, at the corner of the room |
| You've sensed that something's watching you |
| Fear of the dark, fear of the dark |
| I have a constant fear that something's always near |
| Fear of the dark, fear of the dark |
| I have a phobia that someone's always there |
| Have you ever been alone at night, thought you heard footsteps behind |
| And turned around and no-one's there |
| And as you quicken up your pace, you find it hard to look again |
| Because you're sure there's someone there |
| Fear of the dark, fear of the dark |
| I have a constant fear that something's always near |
| Fear of the dark, fear of the dark |
| I have a phobia that someone's always there |
| Fear of the dark, fear of the dark |
| Fear of the dark, fear of the dark |
| Fear of the dark, fear of the dark |
| Fear of the dark, fear of the dark |
| Watching horror films the night before, debating witches and folklore |
| The unknown troubles on your mind |
| Maybe your mind is playing tricks, you sense and suddenly eyes fix |
| On dancing shadows from behind |
| Fear of the dark, fear of the dark |
| I have a constant fear that something's always near |
| Fear of the dark, fear of the dark |
| I have a phobia that someone's always there |
| Fear of the dark, fear of the dark |
| I have a constant fear that something's always near |
| Fear of the dark, fear of the dark |
| I have a phobia that someone's always there |
| When I'm walking a dark road |
| I am a man who walks alone |
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(Dickinson) |
| Honey it's getting close to midnight, and all the myths are still in town |
| True love and lipstick on your linen, bite the pillow make no sound |
| If there's some living to be done, before your life becomes your tomb |
| You'd better know that I'm the one, so unchain your back door and invite me around |
| Bring me your daughter, bring me your daughter to the slaughter |
| Let her go, let her go, let her go |
| Bring me your daughter, bring me your daughter to the slaughter |
| Let her go, let her go, let her go, let her go |
| Honey it's getting close to daybreak, the sun is creeping in the sky |
| No patent remedies for heartache, just empty words and humble pie |
| So get down on your knees honey, assume an attitude |
| You just pray that I'll be waiting, 'cos you know I'm coming soon |
| Bring me your daughter, bring me your daughter to the slaughter |
| Let her go, let her go, let her go |
| Bring me your daughter, bring me your daughter to the slaughter |
| Let her go, let her go, let her go |
| So pick up your foolish pride, no going back |
| No where no way no place to hide |
| Bring me your daughter, bring me your daughter, bring me your daughter |
| Bring me your daughter, bring me your daughter, bring me your daughter to the slaughter |
| Bring me your daughter, fetch your daughter |
| Bring me your daughter, fetch your daughter |
| Bring me your daughter, fetch your daughter |
| To the slaughter |
| Bring me your daughter, bring me your daughter to the slaughter |
| Let her go, let her go, let her go |
| Bring me your daughter, bring me your daughter to the slaughter |
| Let her go, let her go, let her go |
| Bring me your daughter, bring me your daughter to the slaughter |
| Let her go, let her go, let her go |
| Let her go, let her go, let her go |
| I'm coming to get ya |
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(Harris/Dickinson) |
| Believe in me - send us money, died on the cross and that ain't funny |
| But my so called friends are making me a joke |
| They missed out what I said like I never spoke |
| They choose what they wanna hear - they don't tell a lie |
| They just leave out the truth as they're watching you die |
| Saving your soul by taking your money, flies around shit bees around honey |
| Holy smoke, Holy smoke |
| Plenty bad preachers for the Devil to stoke |
| Feed 'em in feet first this is no joke |
| This is thirsty work making holy smoke |
| Jimmy Reptile and all his friends, say they gonna be with you at the end |
| Burning records burning books, holy soldiers Nazi looks |
| Crocodile smiles just wait a while |
| Till the TV Queen gets her make up clean |
| I've lived in filth I've lived in sin |
| And I still smell cleaner than the shit you're in |
| Holy smoke, Holy smoke |
| Plenty bad preachers for the Devil to stoke |
| Feed 'em feet first this is no joke |
| This is thirsty work making holy smoke |
| They ain't religious but they ain't no fools, when Noah built his Cadillac it was cool |
| Two by two they're still going down, and the satellite circus just left town |
| I think they're strange and when they're dead |
| They can have a Lincoln for their bed |
| Friend of the President - trick of the tail |
| Now they ain't got a prayer - 100 years in jail |
| Holy smoke, Holy smoke |
| Plenty bad preachers for the Devil to stoke |
| Feed 'em in feet first |
| This is thirsty work making holy smoke |
| Holy smoke |
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(Harris) |
| Feel the sweat break on my brow |
| Is it me or is it shadows that are dancing on the walls |
| Is this a dream or is it mow |
| Is this a vision or normality I see before my eyes |
| I wonder why I wonder how |
| That it seems the powers getting stronger every day |
| I feel a strength an inner fire |
| But I'm scared I won't be able to control it anymore |
| There's a time to live and a time to die |
| When it's time to meet the maker |
| There's a time to live but isn't strange |
| That as soon as you're born you're dying |
| There's a time to live and there's a time to die |
| When it's time to meet the maker |
| There's a time to live but isn't it strange |
| That as soon as you're born you're dying |
| Just by looking through your eyes |
| He could see the future penetrating right in through your mind |
| See the truth and see your lies |
| But for all his power couldn't foresee his own demise |
| There's a time to live and a time to die |
| When it's time to meet the maker |
| There's a time to live but isn't it strange |
| That as soon as you're born you're dying |
| There's a time to live and a time to die |
| When it's time to meet the maker |
| There's a time to live but isn't it strange |
| That as soon as you're born you're dying... |
| ...and reborn again |
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(Smith/Dickinson/Harris) |
| Can I play with madness |
| Give me the sense to wonder, to wonder if I'm free |
| Give me a sense of wonder, to know I can be |
| Give me the strength to hold my head up, spit back in their face |
| Don't need no key to unlock the door, gonna break down the walls |
| Break out of this bad place |
| Can I play with madness - the prophet stared at his crystal ball |
| Can I play with madness - there's no vision there at all |
| Can I play with madness - the prophet looked and laughed at me |
| Can I play with madness - he said you're blind too blind to see |
| I screamed aloud to the old man, I said don't lie don't say you don't know |
| I say you'll pay for your mischief, in this world or the next |
| Oh and then he fixed me with a freezing glance, and the hell fires raged in his eyes |
| He said do you want to know the truth son - I'll tell you the truth |
| Your soul's gonna burn in the lake of fire |
| Can I play with madness - the prophet stared at his crystal ball |
| Can I play with madness - there's no vision there at all |
| Can I play with madness - the prophet looked at he laughed at me |
| Can I play with madness - he said you're blind too blind to see |
| Can I play with madness - the prophet stared at his crystal ball |
| Can I play with madness - there's no vision there at all |
| Can I play with madness - the prophet looked at he laughed at me |
| Can I play with madness - he said you're blind too blind to see |
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(Smith/Dickinson/Harris) |
| Love is a razor and I walked the line on that silver blade |
| Slept in the dust with his daughter, her eyes red with the slaughter of innocence |
| But I will pray for her, I will call her name out loud |
| I would bleed for her, if I could see her now |
| Living on a razors edge |
| Balancing on a ledge |
| Living on a razors edge |
| Oh - balancing on a ledge |
| Oh - balancing on a ledge |
| Living on a razors edge |
| Balancing on a ledge |
| The evil that men do lives on and on |
| The evil that men do lives on and on |
| The evil that men do lives on and on |
| The evil that men do live on and on |
| Circle of fire my baptism of joy at an end it seems |
| The seventh lamb slain the book of life opens before me |
| And I will pray for you, some day I may return |
| I would die for you, beyond is where I learn |
| Living on a razors edge |
| Balancing on a ledge |
| Living on a razors edge |
| The evil that men do lives on and on |
| The evil that men do lives on and on |
| The evil that men do lives on and on |
| The evil that men do lives on and on |
| Living on a razors edge |
| Balancing on a ledge |
| Living on a razors edge |
| The evil that men do lives on and on |
| The evil that men do lives on and on |
| The evil that men do lives on and on |
| The evil that men do lives on and on |
| The evil, the evil, the evil that men do |
| The evil, the evil, the evil that men do |
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(Harris) |
| Can't understand what is happening to me, this isn't real this is only a dream |
| But I never have felt no I have never felt this way before |
| I'm looking down on my body below, I lie asleep in the midst of a dream |
| Is it now could it be the Angel of Death has come for me |
| I can't believe that really my time has come, I don't feel ready there's so much left undone |
| And it's my soul and I'm not gonna let it get away |
| Heaven can wait, Heaven can wait |
| Heaven can wait, Heaven can wait |
| 'Til another day |
| I have a lust for the Earth below, and Hell itself is my only foe |
| 'Cause I've no fear of dying, I'll go when I'm good and ready |
| I snatch a glimpse of the lights eternal rays, I see a tunnel I stand amazed |
| At all of the people standing there in front of me |
| Into the paths of rightness I'll be led, is this the place where the living join the dead |
| I wish I knew this was only just a nightmare |
| Heaven can wait, Heaven can wait |
| Heaven can wait, Heaven can wait |
| 'Till another day |
| Take my hand I'll lead you to the promised land |
| Take my hand I'll give you immortality |
| Eternal youth I'll take you to the other side |
| To see the truth, the path for you is decided |
| My body tingles I feel so strange, I feel so tired I feel so drained |
| And I'm wondering if I'll ever be the same again |
| Is this is in limbo or Heaven or Hell, maybe I'm going down there as well |
| I can't accept my soul will drift forever, I feel myself floating back down to Earth |
| So could this be the hour of my rebirth |
| Or have I died or will I wake from dreaming |
| Heaven can wait, Heaven can wait |
| Heaven can wait, Heaven can wait |
| 'Till another day |
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(Smith) |
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From the coast of gold across the seven seas |
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I'm travellin' on far and wide |
| But now it all seems I'm just a stranger to myself |
| And all the things I sometimes do it isn't me but someone else |
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I close my eyes and think of home |
| Another city goes by in the night |
| Ain't it funny how it is, You never miss it 'til it's gone away |
| And my heart is lying there and will be 'til my dying day |
| So understand |
| Don't waste your time always searching for those wasted years |
| Face up make your stand and realise you're living in the golden years |
| Too much time on my hands, I got you on my mind |
| Can't ease this pain so easily |
| When you can't find the words to say it's hard to make it through another day |
| And it just makes me wanna cry and throw my hands up to the sky |
| So understand |
| Don't waste your time always searching for those wasted years |
| Face up make your stand and realise you're living in the golden years |
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(Harris) |
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Hear the rime of the Ancient Mariner, see his eye as he stops one of three |
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Mesmerises one of the wedding guests, stay here and listen to the nightmares of the sea |
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And the music plays on, as the bride passes by |
| Caught by his spell and the Mariner tells his tale |
| Driven south to the land of snow and ice, to a place where nobody's been |
| Through the snow fog flies on the albatross, hailed in God's name hoping good luck it brings |
| And the ship sails on, back to the north |
| Through the fog and ice and the albatross follows on |
| The Mariner kills the bird of good omen, his shipmates cry against what he's done |
| But when the fog clears they justify him, and make themselves a part of his crime |
| Sailing on and on and north across the sea |
| Sailing on and on and north 'til all is calm |
| The albatross begins with its vengeance, a terrible curse a thirst has begun |
| His shipmates blame bad luck on the Mariner, about his neck the dead bird is hung |
| And the curse goes on and on and on at sea |
| And the thirst goes on and on for them and me |
| "Day after day, day after day we stuck nor breath nor motion |
| As idle as a painted ship upon a painted ocean |
| Water water everywhere and all the boards did shrink |
| Water water everywhere nor an drop to drink" |
| There calls the Mariner, there comes a ship over the line |
| But how can she sail with no wind in her sails and no tide |
| See...onward she comes, onward she nears out of the sun |
| See...she has no crew, she has no life wait but there's two |
| Death and she Life in Death, they threw their dice for the crew |
| She wins the Mariner and he belongs to her now |
| Then...crew one by one, they drop down dead, two hundred men |
| She...she, Life in Death, she lets him live, her chosen one |
| "One after one by the star dogged moon, too quick for groan or sigh |
| Each turned his face with a ghastly pang, and cursed me with his eye |
| Four time fifty living men (and I heard nor sigh nor groan) |
| With heavy thump a life less lump, they dropped down one by one" |
| The curse it lives on in their eyes, the Mariner he wished he'd die |
| Along with the sea creatures, but they lived on so did he |
| And by the light of the moon, he prays for their beauty not doom |
| With heart he blesses them, God's creatures all of them too |
| Then the spell starts to break, the albatross falls from his neck |
| Sinks down like lead into the sea, then down in falls comes the rain |
| Hear the groans of the long dead seamen, see them stir and start to rise |
| Bodies lifted by good spirits none of them speak, and they're lifeless in their eyes |
| And revenge is still sought, penance starts again |
| Cast into a trance and the nightmare carries on |
| Now the curse is finally lifted, and the Mariner sights his home |
| Spirits go from the long dead bodies, form their own light and the Mariner's left alone |
| And then a boat came sailing towards him, it was a joy he could not believe |
| The pilots boat his son and the hermit, penance of life will fall unto Him |
| And the ship sinks like lead into the sea |
| And the hermit shrieves the Mariner of his sins |
| The Mariner's bound to tell of his story, to tell his tale wherever he goes |
| To teach God's word by his own example, that we must love all things that God made |
| And the wedding guest's a sand and wiser man |
| And the tale goes on and on and on |
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(Harris/Di'anno) |
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Just sixteen a pickup truck, out of money out of luck |
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I've got no place to call my own, Hit the gas and here I go |
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I'm running free yeh, I'm running free |
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I'm running free yeh, I'm running free |
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Spend the night in an L.A. jail, listen to the sirens wail |
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But they ain't got a thing on me, I'm running wild I'm running free |
| I'm running free yeh, I'm running free |
| I'm running free yeh, I'm running free |
| Pulled her at the Bottle Top, whiskey dancing disco hop |
| And all the boys are after me, and that's the way it's gonna be |
| I'm running free yeh, I'm running free |
| I'm running free yeh, I'm running free |
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(Smith/Dickinson) |
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Kill for gain or shoot to maim, but we don't need a reason |
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The Golden Goose is on the loose, and never out of season |
| Blackened pride still burns inside, this shell of bloody treason |
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Here's my gun for a barrel of fun, for the love of living death |
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The killer's on the loose or the Demon's seed, the glamour, the fortune, the pain |
| Go to war again blood is freedom's stain, don't you pray fro my soul anymore |
| 2 minutes to midnight |
| The hands that threaten doom |
| 2 minutes to midnight |
| To kill the unborn in the womb |
| The blind men shout let the creatures out, we'll show the unbelievers |
| the Napalm screams of human flames, of a prime time Belsen feast...YEAH |
| As the reasons for the carnage cut their meat and lick the gravy |
| We oil the jaws of the war machine, and fee it with our babies |
| 2 minutes to midnight |
| The hands that threaten doom |
| 2 minutes to midnight |
| To kill the unborn in the womb |
| The body bags and little rags of children torn in two |
| And the jellied brains of those who remain to put the finger right on you |
| As the madmen play on words and make us all dance to their song |
| To the tune of starving millions to make a better kind of gun |
| 2 minutes to midnight |
| The hands that threaten doom |
| 2 minutes to midnight |
| To kill the unborn in the womb |
| Midnight...all night... |
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(Harris) |
| There goes the siren that warns of the air raid, then comes the sound of the guns sending flak |
| Out for the scramble we've got to get airborne, got to get up for the coming attack |
| Jump in the cockpit and start up the engines, remove all the wheel blocks there's no time to waste |
| Gathering speed as we head down the runway, gotta airborne before it's too late |
| Running, scrambling, flying |
| Rolling, turning, diving, going in again |
| Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die |
| Won't you run, live to fly, fly to live, aces high |
| Move in to fire at the mainstream of bombers, let off a sharp burst and then turn away |
| Roll over spin round to come in behind them, move to their blindsides and firing again |
| Bandits at 8 o'clock move in behind us, ten ME-109's out of the sun |
| Ascending and turning our spitfires to face them, heading straight for them I press down my guns |
| Rolling, turning, diving |
| Rolling, turning, diving, going in again |
| Rolling, turning, diving |
| Rolling, turning, diving |
| Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die |
| Won't you run, live to fly, fly to live, aces high |
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(Harris) |
| It's snowing outside, the rumbling sound of engines roar in the night |
| The mission is near, the confident men are waiting to drop from the sky |
| The blizzard goes on but still they must fly |
| No-one should go where eagles dare |
| Bavarian Alps that lay all around, they seem to stare from below |
| The enemy lines a long time passed, are lying deep in the snow |
| Into the night they fall through the sky |
| No-one should go where eagles dare |
| They're closing in the fortress is near, it's standing high in the sky |
| The cable cars the only way in, it's really impossible to climb |
| They make their way but maybe too late |
| They've got to try to save the day |
| The panicking cries, the roaring of guns are echoing all round the valley |
| The mission complete, they make to escape away from the Eagles Nest |
| They dared to go where no-one would try |
| They chose to fly where eagles dare |
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(Harris) |
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You'll take my life but I'll take yours too |
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You'll fire your musket but I'll run you through |
| So when you're waiting for the next attack |
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You' d better stand there's no turning back |
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The Bugle sounds and the charge begins |
| But on this battlefield no one wins |
| The smell of acrid smoke and horses breath |
| As I plunge on into certain death |
| The horse he sweats with fear we break to run |
| The mighty roar of the Russian guns |
| And as we race towards the human wall |
| The screams of pain as my comrades fall |
| We hurdle bodies that lay on the ground |
| And the Russians fire another round |
| We get so near yet so far away |
| We won't live to fight another day |
| We get so close near enough to fight |
| When a Russian gets me in his sights |
| He pulls the trigger and I feel the blow |
| A burst of rounds take my horse below |
| And as I lay there gazing at the sky |
| My body's numb and my throat is dry |
| And as I lay forgotten and alone |
| Without a tear I draw my parting groan |
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(Harris) |
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I left alone my mind was black, I needed time to get the memories from my mind |
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What did I see can I believe, that what I saw that night was real and not just fantasy |
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Just what I saw in my old dreams, were they reflections of my warped mind staring back at me |
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Cos in my dreams it's always there, the evil face that twists my mind and brings me to despair |
| The night was black was no use holding back, cos I just had to see was someone watching me |
| In the mist dark figures move and twist, was this all for real or some kind of hell |
| 666 the number of the beast |
| Hell and fire was spawned to be released |
| Torches blazed and sacred chants were praised, as they start to cry hands held to the sky |
| In the night the fires burning bright, the ritual has begun Satan's work is done |
| 666 the number of the beast |
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Sacrifice is going on tonight |
| This can't go on I must inform the law, can this still be real or some crazy dream |
| But I feel drawn towards the evil chanting hordes, they seem to mesmerise me...can't avoid their eyes |
| 666 the number of the beast |
| 666 the one for you and me |
| I'm coming back I will return, and I'll possess your body and I'll make you burn |
| I have the fire I have the force, I have the power to make my evil takes its course |
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(Harris) |
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White man came across the sea, brought us pain and misery |
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Killed our tribes killed our creed, took our game for his own need |
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We fought him hard we fought him well, out on the plains we gave him hell |
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But many came too much for Cree, oh will we ever be set free? |
| Riding through dust clouds and barren wastes, galloping hard on the plains |
| Chasing the redskins back to their holes, fighting them at their own game |
| Murder for freedom the stab in the back, women and children and cowards attack |
| Run to the hills, run for your lives |
| Run to the hills, run for your lives |
| Soldier blue in the barren wastes, hunting and killing their game |
| Raping the women and wasting the men, the only good Indians are tame |
| Selling them whiskey and taking their gold, enslaving the young and destroying the old |
| Run to the hills, run for your lives |
| Run to the hills, run for your lives |
| Run to the hills, run for your lives |
| Run to the hills, run for your lives |
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(Harris) |
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I'm waiting in my cold cell when the bell begins to chime |
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Reflecting on my past life and it doesn't have much time |
| Cos at 5 o'clock they take me to the Gallows Pole |
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The sands of time for me are running low |
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When the priest comes to read me the last rites |
| I take a look through the bars at the last sights |
| Of a world that has gone very wrong for me |
| Can it be there's been some sort of error |
| Hard to stop the surmounting terror |
| Is it really the end not some crazy dream |
| Somebody please tell me that I'm dreaming |
| It's not so easy to stop from screaming |
| But words escape me when I try to speak |
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Tears they flow but why am I crying |
| After all I'm not afraid of dying |
| Don't I believe that there never is an end |
| As the guards march me out to the courtyard |
| Someone calls from a cell "God be with you" |
| If there's a God then why has he let me die? |
| As I walk all my life drifts before me |
| And though the end is near I'm not sorry |
| Catch my soul cos it's willing to fly away |
| Mark my words please believe my soul lives on |
| Please don't worry now that I have gone |
| I've gone beyond to see the truth |
| When you know that your time is close at hand |
| Maybe then you'll begin to understand |
| Life down there is just a strange illusion |
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(Harris) |
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I was born into a scene of angriness and greed of dominance and persecution |
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My mother was a queen my dad I've never seen I was never meant to be |
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Now I spend my time looking all around, for a man that's nowhere to be found |
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Until I find him I've never gonna stop searching |
| I'm going to find my man, gonna travel round |
| Cos I'm a wrathchild |
| Yeah I'm a wrathchild |
| Well I'm a wrathchild |
| I'm coming to get you |
| Ooh yeah yeah |
| Some say it shouldn't matter ain't nothing gonna alter the course of my destination |
| But I know I've gotta find some serious piece of mind or I know I'll just go crazy |
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Now I spend my time looking all around, for a man that's nowhere to be found |
| Until I find him I've never gonna stop searching |
| I'm going to find my man, gonna travel round |
| Cos I'm a wrathchild |
| Yeah I'm a wrathchild |
| Well I'm a wrathchild |
| I'm coming to get you |
| Ooh yeah yeah |
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(Harris) |
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I've been looking so long for you now, you won't get away from my grasp |
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You've been living so long in hiding, hiding behind that false mask |
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You know and I know that you ain't got that long to last |
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Your looks and your feelings are just the remains of your past |
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Standing in the wings there, you wait for the curtain to fall |
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Knowing the terror and holding you have on us all |
| I know that you're going to scratch me and maim me and maul |
| You know I'm helpless from your mesmerising cat call |
| Keep your distance walk away don't take his bait, don't you stray don't fade away |
| Watch your step he's out to get you come what may, Don't you stray from the narrow way |
| I'm running and hiding, in my dreams you're always there |
| You're the Phantom of the Opera, you're the devil you're just out to scare |
| You damaged my mind and my soul, it just floats through the air |
| You haunt me you taunt me, you torture me back at your lair |
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(Harris/Murray/Di'anno) |
| Out of winter came a warhorse of steel |
| I've never killed a woman before but I know how it feels |
| I'd know you'd have gone insane if you saw what I saw |
| So now I've got to look for sanctuary from the law |
| I met up with a stranger last night to keep me alive |
| He spends all his time on gambling and guns to survive |
| I'd know you'd have gone insane if you saw what I saw |
| So now I've got to look for sanctuary from the law |
| So give me sanctuary from the law...and I'll be alright |
| Sanctuary from the law...and love me tonight |
| I'd know you'd have gone insane if you saw what I saw |
| So now I've got to look for sanctuary from the law |
| So give me sanctuary from the law...and I'll be alright |
| Just give me sanctuary from the law...and love me tonight |
| I can laugh at the wind |
| I can howl at the rain |
| Down in the canyon or out on the plain |
| I'd know you'd have gone insane if you saw what I saw |
| So now I've got to look for sanctuary from the law |
| So give me sanctuary from the law...and I'll be alright |
| Just give me sanctuary from the law...and love me tonight, tonight |
| Love me tonight |
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(Harris) |
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The only place where you can dream, living here is not what it seems |
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Ship of white light in the sky, nobody there to reason why |
| Here I am I'm not really there, smiling faces ever so rare |
| Lets walk in deepest space, living here just isn't the place |
| Leaves of green grasses twine, girls drinking plasma wine |
| Look at love a dream unfolds, living here you'll never grow old |
| Stalks of light grow from the ground, when I cry there isn't a sound |
| All my feelings cannot be held, I'm happy in my new strange world |
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(Harris) |
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Won't you come into my room, I want to show you all my wares |
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I just want to see your blood, I just want to stand and stare |
| See the blood begin to flow, as it falls upon the floor |
| Iron Maiden can't be fought, Iron Maiden can't be sought |
| Oh well, wherever, wherever you are |
| Iron Maiden's gonna get you, no matter how far |
| See the blood begin to flow, watching it shed up above my head |
| Iron Maiden wants you for dead |
| All my feelings cannot be held, I'm happy in my new strange world |
| Won't you come into my room, I want to show you all my wares |
| I just want to see your blood, I just want to stand and stare |
| See the blood begin to flow, as it falls upon the floor |
| Iron Maiden can't be fought, Iron Maiden can't be sought |
| Oh well, wherever, wherever you are |
| Iron Maiden's gonna get you, no matter how far |
| See the blood begin to flow, watching it shed up above my head |
| Iron Maiden wants you for dead |