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We all have secret lives, in our secret rooms
Living in our movies, humming our own tunes Living life in camera, when the night is closing down Sliding into darkness, you could be like me Where are you going? What are you doing? Why are you looking at the cameras eye? Where are you staying? why are you leaving? We watch you breathing through the cameras eye We all make up our faces, the make-up of the clown Happy leaving traces of our childish background Pointing at the sky, we can watch the stars You think you're all alone, but you never are... Where are you going? What are you doing? Why are you looking at the cameras eye? Where are you staying? why are you leaving? We watch you breathing through the cameras eye They ain't watching you, they ain't watching you now They ain't watching you, they ain't watching you now They ain't watching you, they ain't watching you now They ain't watching you, they ain't watching you now Where are you going? What are you doing? Why are you looking at the cameras eye? Political sleazes, sexual divas We watch your heart beating through the cameras eye Where are you going? What are you doing? Why are you looking at the cameras eye? Political sleazes, sexual divas We watch your heart beating through the cameras eye |
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| 2. |
| 4:54 |
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Shoot, shoot, shoot all the clowns
Shoot, shoot, shoot all the clowns ... shoot, shoot I've been down at the crazy house I've been playing with the cat and the mouse I've been down, I've been down I've seen the crazy people running around Shoot all the clowns Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down Shoot all the clowns Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down Welcome to the circus where I fool around I've got the killer smile, I'm a killer clown Cover up your face, you've been found out You laugh when there's nothing to smile about Shoot all the clowns Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down Shoot all the clowns Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down Shoot, shoot, shoot all the clowns Shoot, shoot, shoot all the clowns ... shoot, shoot Wanna gimme money, well you better get ready I'm a certified friend of John Paul Getty I'm a fat stargazer, I'm an all night raver I'm an anything you wannabe, if I can get your sympathy Welcome to the circus, I'm the killer clown Welcome to the circus, hey gather round Two sides of life, two sides of fun The one who does it and the one who gets done Shoot all the clowns Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down Shoot all the clowns Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down Shoot, shoot, shoot all the clowns Shoot, shoot, shoot all the clowns Shoot, shoot, shoot all the clowns Shoot, shoot, shoot all the clowns Shoot, shoot, shoot all the clowns Shoot, shoot, shoot all the clowns... |
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| 3. |
| 5:44 |
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Holy was the preacher
Riding on his rig of steel in the rising sun This was no grim reaper, but a man with a Smile who took a pride in a job well done Oh in a bloodred sunrise He's preaching conversion, as you lay down and die Die, die, die' Just a God given holy roller In a God forsaken land He didn't choose this killing ground He didn't want this scrap of land He's gonna scorch the earth, yeah And make the rivers run dry Until we learn to hate like him Oh kill for killing, live to die Ride on you son of a gun, ride on, ride into the setting sun Ride on you son of a gun, yeah Ride on you son of a gun, ride on, ride into the setting sun Ride on you son of a gun You gotta be a hero For one last time To prove through your destruction Killing is a great way of life There's a wooden cross somewhere Where they'll bury you down deep You lie to your people, you lie to yourself You're in love with death, you've got no shame Ride on you son of a gun, ride on, ride into the setting sun Ride on you son of a gun, yeah Ride on you son of a gun, ride on, ride into the setting sun Ride on you son of a gun The preacher laughed, the preacher cried He loaded bullets as he smiled The congregation sat and wondered would they live or would they die? Just an ordinary man, with his orders and his plans In the shadows of a cross Oh in a bloodred sunrise Take me to Jesus, with Judas my guide Ride on you son of a gun, ride on, ride into the setting sun Ride on you son of a gun, yeah, yeah Ride on you son of a gun, ride on, ride into the setting sun Ride on you son of a gun, oh yeah Ride on, ride on, ride on, yeah Ride on, ride on, ride on, yeah Ride on, ride to history Ride on, ride on, you bleeding heart Ride on, ride on, you played no part Ride on, you feel no pity Ride on, you feel no pain Ride into history |
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| 4. |
| 6:27 |
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For too long now, there were secrets in my mind
For too long now, there were things I should have said In the darkness...i was stumbling for the door To find a reason - to find the time, the place, the hour Waiting for the winter sun, and the cold light of day The misty ghosts of childhood fears The pressure is building, and I cant stay away I throw myself into the sea Release the wave, let it wash over me To face the fear I once believed The tears of the dragon, for you and for me Where I was, I had wings that couldnt fly Where I was, I had tears I couldnt cry My emotions frozen in an icy lake I couldnt feel them until the ice began to break I have no power over this, you know Im afraid The walls I built are crumbling The water is moving, Im slipping away... I throw myself into the sea Release the wave, let it wash over me To face the fear I once believed The tears of the dragon, for you and for me Slowly I awake, slowly I rise The walls I built are crumbling The water is moving, Im slipping away... I throw (I throw) Myself (myself) Into the sea Release the wave, let it wash over me To face (to face) The fear (the fear) I once believed The tears of the dragon, for you and for me I throw (I throw) Myself (myself) Into the sea Release the wave, let it wash over me To face (to face) The fear (the fear) I once believed The tears of the dragon, for you and for me |
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| 5. |
| 3:53 |
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You can sail in the desert with a ship of fools
You can smuggle in Mozes and his book of rules But you can't take a mother and give her back her son What kind of freedom is bought with a gun? People like to build their prison walls When they're afraid to look inside a Thousand points of light Are the muzzle flashes in the night And the freedoms you profess to hold Won't bring the dead back from the cold Political speaches they're laying in the mud Nothing else matters but money and blood Tell me your freedom is do what you like There's a world gone crazy 'cause it can't say no People like to build their prison walls When they're afraid to look inside a Thousand points of light Are the muzzle flashes in the night And the freedoms you profess to hold Won't bring the dead back from the cold A thousand points of light Are the muzzle flashes in the night And the freedoms you profess to hold Won't bring the dead back from the cold There should be time for love But there's too much room for hate Too much sliding of the truth Too much abuse of wasted youth There's a time for dying and a time for living too Had enough of realize, had enough of your alibis A thousand points of light Are the muzzle flashes in the night And the freedoms you profess to hold Won't bring the dead back from the cold A thousand points of light Are the muzzle flashes in the night And the freedoms you profess to hold Won't bring the dead back from the cold |
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| 6. |
| 3:55 |
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With a sense of irony everyone you see is chasing their illusions
Take a dive or sink or swim, but in the end you're in the same pollution In your world escape is swift, the nonsense list is all you need to know In the land of dreams, you make the right connections, then you'll be the hero Ecstasy, the cult of me provides our institutions You can live forever with a grave that stands where people used to function You can join the saviours of our culture, vultures circling overhead my sky Like the sin of gluttony won't set you free, but Betty Ford can help you try You can get all the things you never needed You can sell people crap and make them eat it But where is our John Wayne Where's our sacred cowboy now? Where are the indians on the hill? There's no indians left to kill People die with oxygen and all their money can't afford a breath People starving everywhere and staring in the face of death Prostitutes and politicians laying in their beds together You can be the saviour of the poor making up the policies to open up the back door... You can get all the things you never needed You can sell people crap and make them eat it Where is our John Wayne Where's our sacred cowboy now? Where are the indians on the hill? There's no indians left to kill Where is our John Wayne Where's our sacred cowboy now? Where are the indians on the hill? There's no indians left to kill You can get all the things you never needed You can sell people crap and make them eat it...eat it! Where is our John Wayne Where's our sacred cowboy now? Where are the indians on the hill? There's no indians left to kill Where is our John Wayne Where's our sacred cowboy now? Where are the indians on the hill? There's no indians left to...kill... |
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| 7. |
| 3:54 |
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Tattooed boys with expensive toys.
Living in a bubble of sin. Money can buy you most of anything. Fix your nose or the mess your in. Front page news you can share your views. With a population that wants to be like you. Out on the strip. Out on the tiles. Same old greed behind the PR smiles. You and all your entourage. To me you're all the same. You and all your entourage. Playing foolish games. CHORUS: I don't want your big city shining. I don't want your silver lining. I don't wanna be a tattooed millionaire. He's got a wife, she ain't no brain child. Ex mud queen of Miami. In his stretch Cadillac, he keeps her in the back. With his CD player and his bottle of Jack. LA dude. LA attitude. Laid back, selfish and getting fat. Body guards, Porn Stars, Gold credit cards. Using each other. Running for cover. REPEAT CHORUS |
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| 8. |
| 3:23 |
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On and on
Born in a mining town in '58 When black and white T.V. was up to date And men were still around Who fought for freedom, stood their ground and died That I could be alive and see The damage that we've managed since In this sceptred Isle Is nothing sacred, just the one square mile Justice and liberty You can buy, but you don't get free In a world of steel and glass We bury our past On and on, we slept till dawn When we awoke, we hardly spoke My grandfather taught me how to fight Old fashioned stuff like wrong and right But all around I see his morals Buried in a mess of money troubles Born in a mining town in '58 When black and white T.V. was up to date And men were still around Who fought for freedom, stood their ground and died Justice and liberty You can buy, but you don't get free In a world of steel and glass We bury our past On and on, we slept till dawn On and on and on Justice and liberty You can buy, but you don't get free In a world of steel and glass We bury our past Justice and liberty You can buy, but you don't get free In a world of steel and glass We bury our past On and on, we slept till dawn When we awoke, it was... all the same |
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| 9. |
| 4:57 |
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Always let you down, always fooled around
Always stealing your own way Life just seems too short, life lived in the dirt Kicked in the teeth is what you meant to say Fighting battles never fired a shot Step into the fire, you're gonna get burned Hide all the money you saved Money won't pay for the trouble you caused Trouble's coming back for more Living on the edge A blind man kneels on broken glass Building the bars of his own cage Running circles till you drop Hating life until it stops Kicked in the teeth is what you meant to say Fighting battles never fired a shot Step into the fire, you're gonna get burned Hide all the money you saved Money won't pay for the trouble you caused Trouble's coming back for more Step into the fire, you're gonna get burned Hide all the money you saved Money won't pay for the trouble you caused Trouble's coming back for...more Running circles till you drop Hating life until it stops Kicked in the teeth is what you meant to say Fighting battles never fired a shot Step into the fire, you're gonna get burned Hide all the money you saved Money won't pay for the trouble you caused Trouble's coming back for more Step into the fire, you're gonna get burned Hide all the money you saved Money won't pay for the trouble you caused Trouble's coming back for more Step into the fire, you're gonna get burned Hide all the money you saved Money won't pay for the trouble you caused Trouble's coming back for more |
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| 10. |
| 4:40 |
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Here I sit, alone in a window
The rain falls down on the glass in the cold All my life, I've been waiting for a moment It never came, maybe never will Ah ' sometimes I don't know Those days are gone Lord I hide where I just can't say I'm still there, catching your tears Before they fall to the ground You, you're walking away You couldn't stay, you need a change of heart You, you're walking away You couldn't stay, you need a change of heart - yeah Trees are bare, the earth it is hard I wait for winter, soft winter and snow Those days are gone Now I hide, where I just can't say I'll be there catching your tears Before they fall to the ground You, you're walking away You couldn't stay, you need a change of heart You, you're walking away You couldn't stay, you need a change of heart And I know, where ever you go, I'll be around ' yeah I'll be there catching your tears before they fall to the ground yeah Those days are gone Now I hide where I just can't say I'm still there, watching your tears As they fall to the ground You, you're walking away You couldn't stay, you need a change of heart You, you're walking away You couldn't stay, you need a change of heart And I know' You, you're walking away You couldn't stay, you need a change of heart And I know' Oh, now, child, you need a change of heart And I know' You, you're walking away I need your love so bad Change of heart, change of heart Change of heart, change of heart |
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| 11. |
| 5:12 |
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There's a secret that we all share,
in the darkest hours of the night You could swear on your bible, cut the throat of you rival I've been taken my life in my hands And I'm making new plans, yeah... Now I'm starting my life on my own In the virgin unknown Hell, hell no, oh where do we belong? In this place where we fight, oh, where do we belong? There's a place in the misty air, not a million miles away from here You can make it your own place, oh, you can change your own face I've been taken my life in my hands And I'm making new plans, yeah... Now I'm starting my life on my own In the virgin unknown Hell, hell no, oh, where do we belong? In this place where we fight, oh, where did we go wrong? Screaming, hell, hell no, oh where do we belong? In this place, where we fight, oh where do we go wrong? Screaming out hell no, shouting out hell no On his knees singing hell no, defiant as hell no On the streets singing hell no, still looking for hell no On his knees singing hell no, hell no, one, two, three, four Hell, hell no, oh, where do we belong? In this place where we fight, oh, where did we go wrong? Screaming, hell, hell no, oh, where do we belong? In this place where we fight, oh, where did we go wrong? |
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| 12. |
| 4:04 |
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There's a sinister game that children play, hey hey hey hey
When they get to the end of each schoolday, hey hey hey hey They spend their lives getting ready for the kill ' ha! Laughing in the hiding bush, the joker is back Laughing in the hiding bush, the joker is back Who remembers the names of fallen heroes, hey hey hey hey Who remembers today to fly their flags, hey hey hey hey I couldn't say I loved ya, like I did before ' nah! Laughing in the hiding bush, the joker is back Laughing in the hiding bush, it's a laughing attack The joker is back He's one of the pack The joker is back Laughing in the hiding in the kick him in the bush, yeah! Laughing in the hiding bush, the joker is back Laughing in the hiding bush, the joker is back Laughing in the hiding bush, he's one of the pack Laughing in the hiding bush, the joker is back |
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| Disc 2 | ||||||
| 1. |
| 7:54 |
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We all have secret lives, in our secret rooms
Living in our movies, humming our own tunes Living life in camera, when the night is closing down Sliding into darkness, you could be like me Where are you going? What are you doing? Why are you looking at the cameras eye? Where are you staying? why are you leaving? We watch you breathing through the cameras eye We all make up our faces, the make-up of the clown Happy leaving traces of our childish background Pointing at the sky, we can watch the stars You think you're all alone, but you never are... Where are you going? What are you doing? Why are you looking at the cameras eye? Where are you staying? why are you leaving? We watch you breathing through the cameras eye They ain't watching you, they ain't watching you now They ain't watching you, they ain't watching you now They ain't watching you, they ain't watching you now They ain't watching you, they ain't watching you now Where are you going? What are you doing? Why are you looking at the cameras eye? Political sleazes, sexual divas We watch your heart beating through the cameras eye Where are you going? What are you doing? Why are you looking at the cameras eye? Political sleazes, sexual divas We watch your heart beating through the cameras eye |
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| 2. |
| 3:59 |
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You can sail in the desert with a ship of fools
You can smuggle in Mozes and his book of rules But you can't take a mother and give her back her son What kind of freedom is bought with a gun? People like to build their prison walls When they're afraid to look inside a Thousand points of light Are the muzzle flashes in the night And the freedoms you profess to hold Won't bring the dead back from the cold Political speaches they're laying in the mud Nothing else matters but money and blood Tell me your freedom is do what you like There's a world gone crazy 'cause it can't say no People like to build their prison walls When they're afraid to look inside a Thousand points of light Are the muzzle flashes in the night And the freedoms you profess to hold Won't bring the dead back from the cold A thousand points of light Are the muzzle flashes in the night And the freedoms you profess to hold Won't bring the dead back from the cold There should be time for love But there's too much room for hate Too much sliding of the truth Too much abuse of wasted youth There's a time for dying and a time for living too Had enough of realize, had enough of your alibis A thousand points of light Are the muzzle flashes in the night And the freedoms you profess to hold Won't bring the dead back from the cold A thousand points of light Are the muzzle flashes in the night And the freedoms you profess to hold Won't bring the dead back from the cold |
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| 3. |
| 3:20 |
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On and on
Born in a mining town in '58 When black and white T.V. was up to date And men were still around Who fought for freedom, stood their ground and died That I could be alive and see The damage that we've managed since In this sceptred Isle Is nothing sacred, just the one square mile Justice and liberty You can buy, but you don't get free In a world of steel and glass We bury our past On and on, we slept till dawn When we awoke, we hardly spoke My grandfather taught me how to fight Old fashioned stuff like wrong and right But all around I see his morals Buried in a mess of money troubles Born in a mining town in '58 When black and white T.V. was up to date And men were still around Who fought for freedom, stood their ground and died Justice and liberty You can buy, but you don't get free In a world of steel and glass We bury our past On and on, we slept till dawn On and on and on Justice and liberty You can buy, but you don't get free In a world of steel and glass We bury our past Justice and liberty You can buy, but you don't get free In a world of steel and glass We bury our past On and on, we slept till dawn When we awoke, it was... all the same |
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| 4:55 |
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When I was younger I thought, that to kill
or be killed was a thing to be proud of Victim of chance, prisoner of hope Hanged by the neck on the end of the rope I don't know, I don't care Oh, one of the damned, oh, part of the plan Cry-oh-oh-oh, the gods of war They howl and cry for more Cry-oh-oh-oh, the gods of war They howl and cry for more Now taking both sides at a time on the front line You can join in the fear, share in the bloodshed Investing your money in guns, the infinite fun Of the warlord you saved, from a rusty grave Oh, one of the damned, oh, part of the plan Cry-oh-oh-oh, the gods of war They howl and cry for more Cry-oh-oh-oh, the gods of war They howl and cry for more Cry-oh-oh-oh, the gods of war They howl and cry for more Cry-oh-oh-oh, the gods of war They howl and cry for more |
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| 5. |
| 4:41 |
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Here I sit, alone in a window
The rain falls down on the glass in the cold All my life, I've been waiting for a moment It never came, maybe never will Ah ' sometimes I don't know Those days are gone Lord I hide where I just can't say I'm still there, catching your tears Before they fall to the ground You, you're walking away You couldn't stay, you need a change of heart You, you're walking away You couldn't stay, you need a change of heart - yeah Trees are bare, the earth it is hard I wait for winter, soft winter and snow Those days are gone Now I hide, where I just can't say I'll be there catching your tears Before they fall to the ground You, you're walking away You couldn't stay, you need a change of heart You, you're walking away You couldn't stay, you need a change of heart And I know, where ever you go, I'll be around ' yeah I'll be there catching your tears before they fall to the ground yeah Those days are gone Now I hide where I just can't say I'm still there, watching your tears As they fall to the ground You, you're walking away You couldn't stay, you need a change of heart You, you're walking away You couldn't stay, you need a change of heart And I know' You, you're walking away You couldn't stay, you need a change of heart And I know' Oh, now, child, you need a change of heart And I know' You, you're walking away I need your love so bad Change of heart, change of heart Change of heart, change of heart |
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| 6. |
| 3:55 |
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There's a sinister game that children play, hey hey hey hey
When they get to the end of each schoolday, hey hey hey hey They spend their lives getting ready for the kill ' ha! Laughing in the hiding bush, the joker is back Laughing in the hiding bush, the joker is back Who remembers the names of fallen heroes, hey hey hey hey Who remembers today to fly their flags, hey hey hey hey I couldn't say I loved ya, like I did before ' nah! Laughing in the hiding bush, the joker is back Laughing in the hiding bush, it's a laughing attack The joker is back He's one of the pack The joker is back Laughing in the hiding in the kick him in the bush, yeah! Laughing in the hiding bush, the joker is back Laughing in the hiding bush, the joker is back Laughing in the hiding bush, he's one of the pack Laughing in the hiding bush, the joker is back |
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| 7. |
| 5:48 |
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There's a secret that we all share,
in the darkest hours of the night You could swear on your bible, cut the throat of you rival I've been taken my life in my hands And I'm making new plans, yeah... Now I'm starting my life on my own In the virgin unknown Hell, hell no, oh where do we belong? In this place where we fight, oh, where do we belong? There's a place in the misty air, not a million miles away from here You can make it your own place, oh, you can change your own face I've been taken my life in my hands And I'm making new plans, yeah... Now I'm starting my life on my own In the virgin unknown Hell, hell no, oh, where do we belong? In this place where we fight, oh, where did we go wrong? Screaming, hell, hell no, oh where do we belong? In this place, where we fight, oh where do we go wrong? Screaming out hell no, shouting out hell no On his knees singing hell no, defiant as hell no On the streets singing hell no, still looking for hell no On his knees singing hell no, hell no, one, two, three, four Hell, hell no, oh, where do we belong? In this place where we fight, oh, where did we go wrong? Screaming, hell, hell no, oh, where do we belong? In this place where we fight, oh, where did we go wrong? |
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| 8. |
| 6:34 |
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For too long now, there were secrets in my mind
For too long now, there were things I should have said In the darkness...i was stumbling for the door To find a reason - to find the time, the place, the hour Waiting for the winter sun, and the cold light of day The misty ghosts of childhood fears The pressure is building, and I cant stay away I throw myself into the sea Release the wave, let it wash over me To face the fear I once believed The tears of the dragon, for you and for me Where I was, I had wings that couldnt fly Where I was, I had tears I couldnt cry My emotions frozen in an icy lake I couldnt feel them until the ice began to break I have no power over this, you know Im afraid The walls I built are crumbling The water is moving, Im slipping away... I throw myself into the sea Release the wave, let it wash over me To face the fear I once believed The tears of the dragon, for you and for me Slowly I awake, slowly I rise The walls I built are crumbling The water is moving, Im slipping away... I throw (I throw) Myself (myself) Into the sea Release the wave, let it wash over me To face (to face) The fear (the fear) I once believed The tears of the dragon, for you and for me I throw (I throw) Myself (myself) Into the sea Release the wave, let it wash over me To face (to face) The fear (the fear) I once believed The tears of the dragon, for you and for me |
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| 9. |
| 5:07 |
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Shoot, shoot, shoot all the clowns
Shoot, shoot, shoot all the clowns ... shoot, shoot I've been down at the crazy house I've been playing with the cat and the mouse I've been down, I've been down I've seen the crazy people running around Shoot all the clowns Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down Shoot all the clowns Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down Welcome to the circus where I fool around I've got the killer smile, I'm a killer clown Cover up your face, you've been found out You laugh when there's nothing to smile about Shoot all the clowns Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down Shoot all the clowns Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down Shoot, shoot, shoot all the clowns Shoot, shoot, shoot all the clowns ... shoot, shoot Wanna gimme money, well you better get ready I'm a certified friend of John Paul Getty I'm a fat stargazer, I'm an all night raver I'm an anything you wannabe, if I can get your sympathy Welcome to the circus, I'm the killer clown Welcome to the circus, hey gather round Two sides of life, two sides of fun The one who does it and the one who gets done Shoot all the clowns Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down Shoot all the clowns Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down Shoot, shoot, shoot all the clowns Shoot, shoot, shoot all the clowns Shoot, shoot, shoot all the clowns Shoot, shoot, shoot all the clowns Shoot, shoot, shoot all the clowns Shoot, shoot, shoot all the clowns... |
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| 10. |
| 4:14 |
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With a sense of irony everyone you see is chasing their illusions
Take a dive or sink or swim, but in the end you're in the same pollution In your world escape is swift, the nonsense list is all you need to know In the land of dreams, you make the right connections, then you'll be the hero Ecstasy, the cult of me provides our institutions You can live forever with a grave that stands where people used to function You can join the saviours of our culture, vultures circling overhead my sky Like the sin of gluttony won't set you free, but Betty Ford can help you try You can get all the things you never needed You can sell people crap and make them eat it But where is our John Wayne Where's our sacred cowboy now? Where are the indians on the hill? There's no indians left to kill People die with oxygen and all their money can't afford a breath People starving everywhere and staring in the face of death Prostitutes and politicians laying in their beds together You can be the saviour of the poor making up the policies to open up the back door... You can get all the things you never needed You can sell people crap and make them eat it Where is our John Wayne Where's our sacred cowboy now? Where are the indians on the hill? There's no indians left to kill Where is our John Wayne Where's our sacred cowboy now? Where are the indians on the hill? There's no indians left to kill You can get all the things you never needed You can sell people crap and make them eat it...eat it! Where is our John Wayne Where's our sacred cowboy now? Where are the indians on the hill? There's no indians left to kill Where is our John Wayne Where's our sacred cowboy now? Where are the indians on the hill? There's no indians left to...kill... |
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| 11. |
| 5:44 |
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Holy was the preacher
Riding on his rig of steel in the rising sun This was no grim reaper, but a man with a Smile who took a pride in a job well done Oh in a bloodred sunrise He's preaching conversion, as you lay down and die Die, die, die' Just a God given holy roller In a God forsaken land He didn't choose this killing ground He didn't want this scrap of land He's gonna scorch the earth, yeah And make the rivers run dry Until we learn to hate like him Oh kill for killing, live to die Ride on you son of a gun, ride on, ride into the setting sun Ride on you son of a gun, yeah Ride on you son of a gun, ride on, ride into the setting sun Ride on you son of a gun You gotta be a hero For one last time To prove through your destruction Killing is a great way of life There's a wooden cross somewhere Where they'll bury you down deep You lie to your people, you lie to yourself You're in love with death, you've got no shame Ride on you son of a gun, ride on, ride into the setting sun Ride on you son of a gun, yeah Ride on you son of a gun, ride on, ride into the setting sun Ride on you son of a gun The preacher laughed, the preacher cried He loaded bullets as he smiled The congregation sat and wondered would they live or would they die? Just an ordinary man, with his orders and his plans In the shadows of a cross Oh in a bloodred sunrise Take me to Jesus, with Judas my guide Ride on you son of a gun, ride on, ride into the setting sun Ride on you son of a gun, yeah, yeah Ride on you son of a gun, ride on, ride into the setting sun Ride on you son of a gun, oh yeah Ride on, ride on, ride on, yeah Ride on, ride on, ride on, yeah Ride on, ride to history Ride on, ride on, you bleeding heart Ride on, ride on, you played no part Ride on, you feel no pity Ride on, you feel no pain Ride into history |
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| 12. |
| 6:17 |
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Tattooed boys with expensive toys.
Living in a bubble of sin. Money can buy you most of anything. Fix your nose or the mess your in. Front page news you can share your views. With a population that wants to be like you. Out on the strip. Out on the tiles. Same old greed behind the PR smiles. You and all your entourage. To me you're all the same. You and all your entourage. Playing foolish games. CHORUS: I don't want your big city shining. I don't want your silver lining. I don't wanna be a tattooed millionaire. He's got a wife, she ain't no brain child. Ex mud queen of Miami. In his stretch Cadillac, he keeps her in the back. With his CD player and his bottle of Jack. LA dude. LA attitude. Laid back, selfish and getting fat. Body guards, Porn Stars, Gold credit cards. Using each other. Running for cover. REPEAT CHORUS |
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| 6:26 |
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This is the maze of life, this is the maze of death
This is the matrix of eternity The demon never sleeps, the demon never lies He beats my heart and leaves no echo What heavy burden holds me back Every step along the track Fear that reaches deep inside of me At the trumpets of Jericho, still the walls remain At the trumpets of Jericho, Avalon's in chains This is the river of space, this is the river of time Chase the dragons of infinity Atlas stands and laughs, throws his burden down Rolls the earth in the inferno Fingers holding onto cracks The howling wind that blows us back Sucked into the grinding wheels of hell At the trumpets of Jericho, still the walls remain Blow the trumpets of Jericho, still the walls remain At the end of the rainbow, there the grail remains Sound the trumpets of Jericho, Avalon's in chains As they drag you down, in your clothes of lead See the golden light, flashing overhead Mocking you... Do you know who you are In your ropes of skin How many creatures live inside you? Man is born forever free, but is everywhere in chains Trapped inside this earthly prison cell... At the trumpets of Jericho, still the walls remain At the trumpets of Jericho, Avalon's in chains At the trumpets of Jericho, there the grail remains At the trumpets of Jericho, still the walls remain... Still the walls remain... Still the walls remain... Still the walls remain... Silence of the tomb And the wheel of fortune round... yeah... |
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| 4:56 |
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In the darkness the ravens head
In the courtyard clothed in fear I see gates that are opening There's only one way out of here Daylight has gone, the night has come See his twisted sons and daughters Wrighting slowly in Satan's mire If you only could see the visions The trembling world I now despise As the veil reveals the outer darkness I am sucked into the halls of flame Arise, awake, the king in crimson comes Arise, awake, the king in crimson, crimson comes He knows the weakness that you can't fight Stone of night that weighs you down If you only could see the visions His hand is death if you take it now As you scream into the web of silence There is nothing that can save you now Arise, awake, the king in crimson comes Arise, awake, the king in crimson comes Arise, awake, the king in crimson comes Arise, awake, the king in crimson, crimson comes As you scream into the web of silence There is nothing that can save you now Arise, awake, the king in crimson comes Arise, awake, the king in crimson comes Arise, awake, the king in crimson comes Arise, awake, the king in crimson, crimson comes To your window I come At your window I come |
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| 3. |
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How happy is the human soul
Not enslaved by dull control Left to dream and roam and play Shed the guilt of former days Walking on the foggy shore Watch the waves come rolling home Through the veil of pale moonlight My shadow stretches out its hand... CHORUS: (x2) And so we lay We lay in the same grave Our chemical wedding day Floating in the endless blue My seed of doubt I leave to you Let it wither on the ground Treat it like a plague you found All my dreams that were outside In living colour, now alive And all the lighthouses Their beams converge to guide me home... CHORUS: (x2) SOLO CHORUS: (x2) |
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| 4:21 |
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As above so below
All things come from the one Now you are the victim, carried by the wind Rooted in the ground If you want to learn the secrets Close your eyes The ladder falls away At the gates of Urizen Fallen eagles blaze At the gates of Urizen Eternal twins are damned At the gates of Urizen Separate lives began In every woman is a man From the moon come silver ghosts Spectres of the blood From my spirit comes the darkness From the void the crimson fortress rises At the gates of Urizen The ladder falls away At the gates of Urizen Fallen eagles blaze At the gates of Urizen Eternal twins are damned At the gates of Urizen Separate lives begin At the gates of Urizen The ladder falls away At the gates of Urizen Fallen eagles blaze At the gates of Urizen Eternal twins are damned At the gates of Urizen Separate lives begin At the gates of Urizen At the gates |
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| 4:12 |
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So this is dreamtime and all is quiet
So this is dreamtime and all is night You've never been held by the hand of God Who's rocking the cradle if he is not He turned the oil into his blood Panzer divisions burning in the mud The stain of freedom, he's washed it out Who's rocking the cradle, I have no doubt Sleeping eyes awake, to see his hooded gaze Whispers on the wind, the darker side of ecstasy Satan - has left his killing floor Satan - has left his killing floor Satan - hell fires burn no more Satan - has left his killing floor So now it's dreamtime for you tonight So now it's dreamtime and all is quiet You've never been held by the hand of God Who's rocking your cradle if he is not Sleeping eyes awake, to see his hooded gaze Whispers on the wind, the neverending breath goodbye Satan - has left his killing floor Satan - has left his killing floor Satan - his fires burn no more Satan - is coming back for more Satan - has left his killing floor Satan - has left his killing floor... |
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| 8:11 |
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The mark is on you now
The furnace sealed inside your head Melting from the inside now Waxy tears run down your face The whore that never told her tale Relives it every night with you Far off stands the lamb and waits For the wolf to come and end its life Stand inside the temple as the book of thel is opening The priestess stands before you Offering her hand out rising Come the dawning of the dead Infamine and in war Now the harlot womb of death Spits out its rotten core Serpent on the altar now Has wrapped itself around your spine So you look into its mouth And you kiss the pearly fangs divine Happy that your end is swift The weeping virgin cries in bliss The snake and priestess they are one The veil of flesh is ripped undone Standing inside the temple as the book of thel is opening The priestess stands before you Offering her hand out shes rising comes the dawning of the dead in famine and in war Now the harlot womb of death Spits out its srotten core By the pricking of my thumbs Something wicked this way comes And when sleep takes you tonight Will you wake to see the light? The burning sweat of poison tears The river flowing with red blood The cradle robbing hand of death Caresses every dreaming head Waiting for the marriage hearse To take you to the funeral pyre So you burn the family tree The generations burnig higher Stand inside the temple as the book of thel is opening the priestess ands before you Offering her hand out, rising Come the dawning of the dead Infamine and in war Now harlot womb of death Spits out its rotten core by the pricking of my thumbs Something wicked this way comes and when sleep takes you tonight Will you wake to see the light? By the dawning of the dead By the dawning of the dead |
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| 7:42 |
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For too long now, there were secrets in my mind
For too long now, there were things I should have said In the darkness...i was stumbling for the door To find a reason - to find the time, the place, the hour Waiting for the winter sun, and the cold light of day The misty ghosts of childhood fears The pressure is building, and I cant stay away I throw myself into the sea Release the wave, let it wash over me To face the fear I once believed The tears of the dragon, for you and for me Where I was, I had wings that couldnt fly Where I was, I had tears I couldnt cry My emotions frozen in an icy lake I couldnt feel them until the ice began to break I have no power over this, you know Im afraid The walls I built are crumbling The water is moving, Im slipping away... I throw myself into the sea Release the wave, let it wash over me To face the fear I once believed The tears of the dragon, for you and for me Slowly I awake, slowly I rise The walls I built are crumbling The water is moving, Im slipping away... I throw (I throw) Myself (myself) Into the sea Release the wave, let it wash over me To face (to face) The fear (the fear) I once believed The tears of the dragon, for you and for me I throw (I throw) Myself (myself) Into the sea Release the wave, let it wash over me To face (to face) The fear (the fear) I once believed The tears of the dragon, for you and for me |
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| 4:03 |
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There's a sinister game that children play, hey hey hey hey
When they get to the end of each schoolday, hey hey hey hey They spend their lives getting ready for the kill ' ha! Laughing in the hiding bush, the joker is back Laughing in the hiding bush, the joker is back Who remembers the names of fallen heroes, hey hey hey hey Who remembers today to fly their flags, hey hey hey hey I couldn't say I loved ya, like I did before ' nah! Laughing in the hiding bush, the joker is back Laughing in the hiding bush, it's a laughing attack The joker is back He's one of the pack The joker is back Laughing in the hiding in the kick him in the bush, yeah! Laughing in the hiding bush, the joker is back Laughing in the hiding bush, the joker is back Laughing in the hiding bush, he's one of the pack Laughing in the hiding bush, the joker is back |
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| 4:17 |
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Journey back to the dark side, back into the womb
Back to where the spirits move like vapor from the tomb The center of the cyclone, blowing out the sun Break the shackles of your union to the light I might've had a brother As I was born, they dragged him under To the other side of twilight He's waiting for me now Nativity was lost on me I didn't ask, I couldn't see What created me? What and where and how? Welcome home - it's been too long, we've missed you Welcome home - we've opened up the gates Welcome home - to your brothers and sisters Welcome home - to an accident of birth Feel our bodies breathing as you try to stop believing There's nothing you can do about your shadows You can fight us, you are like us And your body will betray you Lay down and die like all the others Where are the angels and their wings of freedom? Jesus had his day off when they pulled you through... Welcome home - it's been too long, we've missed you Welcome home - we've opened up the gates Welcome home - to your brothers and sisters Welcome home - to an accident of birth ...to an accident of birth Vision's growing dim as the daylight fades away A spinning, twisting black hole - it's your dying day Welcome home - it's been too long, we've missed you Welcome home - we've opened up the gates Welcome home - to your brothers and sisters Welcome home - to an accident of birth Welcome home - it's been too long, we've missed you Welcome home - we've opened up the gates Welcome home - to your brothers and sisters Welcome home - to an accident of birth |
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There are twelve commandments
There are twelve divisions Twelve are the pagans who have mapped the sky In the outer circle To the inner sanctum From the octave at the end of time The fountain, the trinity The pilgrim is searching for blood (searching for his blood) To look for his own free will The stone of infinity, washed in the flood Lovers in the tower The moon and sun divided, and the hanged man smiles Lovers in the tower The moon and sun divided, let the fool decide In the atom circle Where we break the stars Hammer into anvil, stuffing out the sun Witness all the killing See the birth of Mars Our religion thrown into the fire The fountain, the trinity The pilgrim is searching for blood (searching for his blood) To look for his own free will The stone of infinity, washed in the flood Lovers in the tower The moon and sun divided, the hanged man smiles Lovers in the tower The moon and sun divided, the magician laughs Lovers in the tower The moon and sun divided, and the priestess kneels (priestess kneels) Lovers in the tower The moon and sun divided, let the fool decide Lovers in the tower The moon and sun divided, and the hanged man smiles Lovers in the tower The moon and sun divided, let the fool decide Lovers in the tower The moon and sun divided, the priestess kneels to receive Lovers in the tower The moon and sun divided, the magician laughs |
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The second hellrider came
From flaming seas and molten sands Half his play in Hell's commands Hauled out his poison With his promises of promised lands Glad, good times of lying leaders Here come the riders As the wheel of time's running out of time Here come the riders As the wheel of time's running out of time The third hellrider came Teaching brothers to kill brother man And the fourth hellrider waits On an acid trail for an acid world Walls of old religions' fools and superstitious men Throws some scary Tarot cards and... Here come the riders As the wheel of time's running out of time Here come the riders As the weird illusion's stepping out to light The Darkside of Aquarius Has robbed us of our souls and minds Here come the riders As the wheel of time's running out of time From the star-lit sky on a silver sea A lonely silver surfer comes to push the wheel for me A lonely silver surfer comes to push the wheel for me Gotta move, gotta move Gotta move that wheel right 'round Gotta move, gotta move Gotta move that wheel right 'round Gotta move, gotta move Gotta move that wheel around Gotta push the wheel of time around Push the wheel of time around Push the wheel of time around Push the wheel right 'round, right now, yeah I've gotta move the wheel of time, I've Gotta move the wheel of time, I've Gotta move the wheel of time, oh Move that wheel right around |
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| 4:59 |
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Slowly bleeding, watch the vortex feeding
Like a swirling vulture on your face Every hour the unseen rays devour Your screaming eyes cry out, but they are blind Father forgive me my sins, give me the nails, I'll hammer them in The road to hell is full of good intentions Say farewell, we may never meet again The road to hell is full of good intentions Down the lefthand highway with no sinister regrets Brave new world of secret fantasy That hovers just beyond your bloody grasp Close enough to thrill, the danger of the kill Price for failure of your will Father forgive us our sins, 'cause we are the junkies Who never can win The road to hell is full of good intentions Say farewell, we may never meet again The road to hell is full of good intentions Down the lefthand highway with no sinister regrets Father forgive me my sins, give me the nails, I'll hammer them in The road to hell is full of good intentions Parody of hope is the one that I must kill We all have to live with our family inventions Down the lefthand highway with no sinister regrets The road to hell is full of good intentions Say farewell, we may never meet again The road to hell is full of good intentions Down the lefthand highway with no sinister regrets |
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