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(1992) |
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| From Here To Eternity | ||
| Roll Over Vic Vella | ||
| Public Enema Number One (live) | ||
| No Prayer For The Dying (live) |
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(Harris) |
| She fell in love with his greasy machine, she leaned over wiped his kick-start clean |
| She'd never seen the beast before, but she left there wanting more more more |
| But when she was walking on down the road, she heard a sound that made her heart explode |
| He whispered to her to get on the back, I'll take you on a ride from here to eternity |
| Hell ain't a bad place |
| Hell is from here to eternity |
| Hell ain't a bad place |
| Hell is from here to eternity |
| She must be having one of her crazy dreams, she'd never sat on a piece so mean |
| It made her feel like she's on cloud nine, she even thought she heard the engine sigh |
| But like all dreams they come to an end, they took a tumble at the devil's bend |
| The beast and Charlotte they were two of a kind, They'd always take the line from here to eternity |
| Hell ain't a bad place |
| Hell is from here to eternity |
| Hell ain't a bad place |
| Hell is from here to eternity |
| Hell ain't a bad place |
| Hell is from here to eternity |
| Hell ain't a bad place |
| Hell is from here to eternity |
| Hell ain't a bad place |
| Hell is from here to eternity |
| Hell ain't a bad place |
| Hell is from here to eternity |
| Hell ain't a bad place |
| Hell is from here to eternity |
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(Originally Roll Over Beethoven by Chuck Berry - with lyrics adapted by Steve Harris) |
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IM |
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(Murray/Dickinson) |
| When it all comes down the line, and the lights they turn to greed |
| And you race off with your tyres screaming, rolling thunder |
| And the people choke with poison, children cry in fear |
| But you've got your fast bullet, one way ticket outta here |
| Fall on your knees today |
| And pray the world will mend its ways |
| Get to your feet again |
| Refugees from the heartbreak and the pain |
| In the cities in the streets, there's a tension you can feel |
| Breaking strain is fast approaching, guns and riots |
| Politicians gamble and lie to save their skins |
| And the press get fed the scapegoats, public enema number one |
| Fall on your knees today |
| And pray the world will mend its ways |
| Get to your feet again |
| Refugees from the heartbreak and the pain |
| A million network slaves, in an advertising new age |
| I don't need a crystal ball to sell ya |
| Your children have more brains, than your drug infested remains |
| California dreaming as the Earth dies screaming |
| Fall on your knees today |
| And pray the world will mend its ways |
| Get to your feet again |
| Refugees from the heartbreak and the pain |
| Fall on your knees today |
| And pray the world will mend its ways |
| Get to your feet again |
| Refugees from the heartbreak and the pain |
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(Harris) |
| There are times when I've wondered, and times when I've cried |
| When my prayers they were answered, at times when I've lied |
| But if you asked me a question, would I tell you the truth |
| Now there's something to bet on, you've got nothing to lose |
| When I've sat by the window, and gazed at the rain |
| With an ache in my heart, but never feeling the pain |
| And if you would tell me, just what my life means |
| Walking a long road, never reaching the end |
| God give me the answer to my life |
| God give me the answer to my dreams |
| God give me the answer to my prayers |
| God give me the answer to my being |