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from Iron Maiden 15집 - The Final Frontier (2010)
When I stand before you shining
In the early morning sun When I feel the engines roar And I think of what we've done Oh the bittersweet reflection As we kiss the earth goodbye As the waves and echoes of the towns Become the ghosts of time Over borders that divide the Earthbound tribes No creed and no religion Just a hundred winged souls We will ride this thunderbird Silver shadows on the earth A thousand leagues away Our land of birth To Albion's land Coming home when I see the runway lights In the misty dawn the night is fading fast Coming home far away As the vapour trails alight Where I've been tonight You know I will not stay Curving on the edge of daylight Till it slips into the void Waited in the long night dreaming Till the sun is born again Stretch the fingers of my hand Cover countries with my span Just a lonely satellite Speck of dust in cosmic sand Over borders that divide the Earthbound tribes Flown the dark Atlantic Over mariners stormy graves We will ride this thunderbird Silver shadows on the earth A thousand leagues away Our land of birth To Albion's land Coming home when I see the runway lights In the misty dawn the night is fading fast Coming home far away As the vapour trails alight Where I've been tonight You know I will not stay Coming home far away When I see the runway lights In the misty dawn the night is fading fast Coming home far away As the vapour trails alight Where I've been tonight You know I will not stay |
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from Iron Maiden 15집 - The Final Frontier (2010)
Gotta tell you a story
On a cold winters night You'll be sailin for glory Before you know what is right So come over here now I got a vision for you It's my personal snake oil It's just something I do I'm the jester with no tears And I'm playing on your fears I'm a trickster smiling underneath this mask of love and death The eternal lie I've told About the pyramids of gold I've got you hooked at every turn your money's left to burn You'll be wanting a contract You'll be waiting a while I'd like to give you my contact But that isn't my style Well you only get one chance And it's too good to miss If I gave a lot to ya Then I wouldn't exist Greed, lust and angry pride It's the same old, same old ride The smoke and mirrors visions that you see are just like me I'm a banker's face With just a letter out of place I know someone just like you knows someone just like me El Dorado come and play El Dorado step this way Take a ticket for the ride El Dorado streets of gold See those over sold You've got one last chance to try So gone is the glory And gone is the gold Well if you need a story I've come it has to be told Well you can say I'm a devil And I wouldn't say no But out here on the dark side Hey, on with the show So is told Big and bad and twice as bold This ship of fools is sinking as the cracks begin to grow There is no easy way For an honest man today Which is something you should think of as my life boat sails away El Dorado come and play El Dorado step this way Take a ticket for the ride El Dorado streets of gold See those over sold You've got one last chance to try |
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from Iron Maiden 15집 - The Final Frontier (2010)
I can hear them floating on the wind
Immortal souls, their weeping saddens me Mother Earth, you know your time is near Awaken lust, the seed is sown and reaped Through the western isle I hear the dead awaken Rising slowly to the call of Avalon The cauldron of the head of Annwyn laced with envy Dark around its edge with pearl and destiny All my days I've waited for the sign The one that brings me closer to the Isle of Avalon I can feel the power flowing through my veins My heart is beating louder, close to Avalon I can hear you, can you hear me? I can feel you, can't you feel me? Fertility Mother Goddess Celebration, sow the seeds of the born The fruit of her body laden Through the corn doll You will pray for them all The image of Mother Goddess Lying dormant in the eyes of the dead The sheaf of the corn is broken End the harvest Throw the dead on the pyre I hear her crying, the tears of an angel The voices I hear in my head Blessed the fruits are the corn of the earth Mother Earth, holy blood of the dead Mother earth I can hear you Sacrifice, now united Rising levels of the tidal lakes protect them Keepers of the Goddess in the underworld Holding powers of the Mystics, deep inside them Nineteen maidens, guardians of the otherworld Mortal conflict born of Celtic legend That apart from seven, none returned from Avalon Mother Earth, I can feel you My rebirth now completed Fertility Mother Goddess Celebration, sow the seeds of the born The fruits of her body laden Through the corn doll You will pray for them all The image of Mother Goddess Lying dormant, in the eyes of the dead The sheaf of the corn is broken End the harvest Throw the dead on the pyre To have the belief of others Looking for the Isle to show them a sign Fertility of all mothers Stood in silence Waiting now for their turn The gateway to Avalon The island where the souls of dead are reborn Brought here to die and be Transferred into the earth And then for rebirth I hear her crying the tears of an angel The voices I hear in my head Blessed the fruits are the corn of the earth Mother Earth, holy blood of the dead The water in rivers and rhynes rises quickly Are flowing and flooding the land The sea shall return once again just to hide them Lost souls on the Isle of the dead |
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from Iron Maiden 15집 - The Final Frontier (2010)
Sitting, waiting in the falling rain
Getting ready to begin again Wounded, lying, crying Bodies moving, dying All around there is the smell of death and fire Here the planes are coming Hear the soldiers running Killing on a scale to comprehend Why are we here? In this place here to kill Please, God, forgive us for what we have done I always thought I was doing right As of now, I'm not feeling so sure I'm at a place of where I give no grace I'm a soldier of war I sit waiting for my darkest hour to come I cannot think about the things that I have done It shouldn't take a fool to see that I believe Accept the consequence, repent for what I've done You tell me what is certain But I'll tell you what is true You tell me what is honesty When all around is death and cruelty The making of a man is fire Not giving in to our desires Within the truth that lies within the only thing Mother of Mercy Angel of death, desire Mother of Mercy Taking my last breath of fire Mother of Mercy Angel of pain Mother of Mercy Taking my last breath Some say you are a lost cause Some say you're a Saint Just being here's an act of suffering and restraint Walk down the long dark road to ruin, panic not I'll die a lonely death, of that I'm certain of Rivers flow with blood There's nowhere left to hide It's hard to comprehend there's anyone left alive Sick of all the killing and the reek of death Will God tell me what religion is to man? I don't hold with bad religion Understand what's underneath it Now I come to think of it I just don't hold at all, you know it You say you are a holy man But what is it you do? From where I stand is nothing but a hollow man I see Mother of Mercy Angel of death, desire Mother of Mercy Taking my last breath of fire Mother of Mercy Angel of pain Mother of Mercy Taking my last breath Mother of Mercy Angel of death, desire Mother of Mercy Taking my last breath of fire Mother of Mercy Angel of pain Mother of Mercy Taking my last breath I'm just a lonely soldier Fighting in a bloody hopeless war Don't know what I'm fighting Who it is, or what I'm fighting for Thought it was for money Make my fortune, now I'm not so sure Seem to just have lost my way |
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from Iron Maiden 15집 - The Final Frontier (2010)
I'm stranded in space, I'm lost without trace
I haven't this chance of getting away Too close to the sun and surely will burn Like Icarus before me or so legend goes I'm taking my life, reliving the past There's nothing but wait til' my time comes I've had a good life, I'd do it again Maybe I'll come back some time, my friends For I have lived my life to the full I have no regrets anekatips But I wish I could talk to my family to tell them One last goodbye The final frontier The final frontier The final frontier The final frontier If I could survive to live one more time I wouldn't be changing a thing at all Do more in my life than some do in ten I'd go back and do it all over again For I have lived my life to the full I have no regrets But I wish I could talk to my family and tell them that one last goodbye The final frontier (x4) There isn't much time, must say my last rites Nobody is here to read them to me Must say my goodbyes, if only a line A message to tell them in case they might find But I have filled my life to the full I have no regrets But I wish I could talk to my family to tell them That one last goodbye The final frontier, the final frontier |
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from Iron Maiden 15집 - The Final Frontier (2010)
Take my eyes, the things I've seen in this world coming to an end
My reflection fades, I'm weary of these earthly bones and skin You may pass through me and leave no trace, I have no mortal face Solar winds are whispering, you may hear me call We can shed our skins and swim into the darkened void beyond. We will dance among the world that orbit stars that aren't our sun All the oxygen that trapped us in a carbon spider's web Solar winds are whispering, you may hear the sirens of the dead Let the elders to their parley meant to satisfy our lust Leaving Damacles still hanging over all their promised trust Walk away from freedoms offered by the jailors in their cage Step into the light, startripping over mortals in their rage Starblind with sun The stars are one We are the light That brings the end of night Starblind with sun The stars are one We are One with the Goddess of the sun tonight The preacher loses face with Christ, religion's cruel device is gone Empty flesh and hollow bones make pacts of love but die alone The crucible of pain will forge the blanks of sin, begin again You are free to choose a life to live or one that's left to lose Virgins in the teeth of God are meat and drink to feed the damned You may pass through me and I will feel the life that you live less Step into my light, startripping, we will rage against the night Walk away from comfort offered by your citizens of death Starblind with sun The stars are one We are the light That brings the end of night Starblind with sun The stars are one We are one With the Goddess of the sun tonight Take my eyes for what I've seen, I will give my sight to you You are free to choose whatever life to live or life to lose Whatever God you know, He knows you better than you. Believe. In your once and future grave, you'll fall endlessly deceived Look into our face reflected in the moonglow in your eyes Remember you can choose to look but not to see and waste your hours You believe you have the time, but I tell you your time is short See your past and future, all the same, and it cannot be bought Starblind with sun The stars are one We are the light That brings the end of night Starblind with sun The stars are one We are one With the Goddess of the sun tonight Take my eyes for what I've seen, I will give my sight to you You are free to choose whatever life to live or life to lose Whatever God you know, He knows you better than you. Believe. In your once and future grave, you'll fall endlessly deceived The preacher loses face with Christ, religion's cruel device is gone Empty flesh and hollow bones make pacts of love but die alone The crucible of pain will forge the blanks of sin, begin again You are free to choose a life to live or one that's left to lose |
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from Iron Maiden 15집 - The Final Frontier (2010)
Stranger than the comet as it streaks across the sky
Stranger than the truth I know before my open eyes I have dealt in mysteries and trickery of light to entertain Looked into the abyss, called it by its name I have plundered time itself, put the world inside it I'm the mysteries, day and night, divide it A plague of wonders, on your knees beside me Know the secrets, you shall not deride us My dreams of empire from my frozen queen Will come to pass Know me, the Magus, I am Dr. Dee And this is my house I am the master of the tides I shame the mirror in my sight What random music of the spheres Across the years Know this I will return to this land Rebuild where the ruins did stand Chain up the demons set free Strange alchemy Gather round the aimless and the feckless and the lame Hear the master summon up the spirits by their names I curse you Edward Kelley, your betrayal for eternity is damned Know you speak with demons, you cannot command Even as I looked into the glass then I was blinded Burning by the Mortlake shor,e my house my books inside it You have taken up my wife and lain beside her Now the black rain on my house, the timbers burning My dreams of empire from my frozen queen Will come to pass Know me, the Magus, I am Dr. Dee And this was my house I was the keeper of the books I had the knowledge of the scrolls But now through ignorance and fear I cast a shadow through the years Know this I will return to this land Rebuild where the ruins did stand Chain up the demons set free Strange alchemy Know this I will return to this land Rebuild where the ruins did stand Chain up the demons set free Strange alchemy Know this I will return to this land Rebuild where the ruins did stand Restore the knowledge memory Strange alchemy |
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from Iron Maiden 15집 - The Final Frontier (2010)
As he travels on the beast of burden
And moving up along the mountainside As he gazes looking down the valley No regrets but his pride As he journeys across mountain passes Insignificance sweeps over him His reflection of the beauty 'round him Feeling empty inside He is running from his wildest thoughts He is running from his everything He is looking now to find something Hoping he could be saved He's searching for the answer now It's something that he's managed to avoid up to now Real conviction that he craves He needs to find the answer sooner than later Pushed himself to the limits He had to strive for all the harder things in life But what the cost of giving now? His life, his time are the only things that he has Life is not a rehearsal All he has is the one chance to get it right Leaving really is the only way to know Maybe one day they'll forgive him what he's done But now the pain of lying too early in the grave Destiny, no good to hide away Penance now will be his only way Understand, no good to run away Penance now will be his saving grace He tries to make his peace with God All is forgivable but it's left a little late Trying something that he's not Is it possible to change such a lot? He's taken someone's life away There's not a day goes by he regrets what he's done He should have found another way But the good book says, "An eye for an eye." In reflecting on decisions that were made On the judgements that will haunt him till his grave No one has the right to take another life But in his mind he had no choice, so be it Destiny, no good to hide away Penance now will be his only way Understand, no good to run away Penance now will be his saving grace Destiny, no good to hide away Penance now will be his only way Understand, no good to run away Penance now will be his saving grace Far, far away, the man who would be king Far, far away, the man who would be king So far away, the man who would be king So far away, the man who would be king Far, far away, the man who would be king |
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from Iron Maiden 15집 - The Final Frontier (2010)
Iron Maiden
-The Talisman- When I stand and look About the port And contemplate my life, will I Ever see my countrymen again? As the captain calls us on the deck I take my things and walk To the harbourside, I glance back One last time. Fleeing our nation, our problems We leave behind. Ships by the tenfold sail Out on the tide. We are pleased to be out and Embracing the open sea. Free from our troubles And more free from thee. Inheritors unfulfilled reason Behind us. We flee from what is not what Is will be. We flee the earth and face our Harsh reality. Will death be low mist that Hangs on the sea? We run from the evil tongues, rash Judgements, selfish men Never to be seen on these Shores again. As we sail into oceansize And lose sight of all land A face of contentment Around in the air. We're off now to Seek all our fortunes. To the land of our dreams. Riding the waves and the storm Is upon us. The winds lash the sails but The ropes keep them tight. Off in the distance a dark cloud Approaching. None could imagine what there Was to come. No, there's no one going back. No, there's not a second chance. As we strap onto the side We pray to God that we don't die. As we ride the rough seas, As we soak from the ocean waves, I just hope for all our lives And pray that I survive. Four ships are lost in the Stormy conditions. The spirits of the sunken crews, Their phantoms follow us. Spirits, sails, they drive us on Through the all consuming waves. Cold mortality, no weapon Against these ever raging seas. Four leagues and ten and we Hit storms again. We just can't get away from The eye of the storm. The birds outsoar the raging storm But we cannot escape it. Abandoned earth that we Now crave Is many leagues from safe. Holding on for our dear lives And we're praying once again. Rotten luck or just jonahed? The talisman is in my hand. Limbds fatigues, trembling with cold. Blinded from the sea spray salt. Clasping anything we can hold. Heave's rain upon us falls. Twenty days without a meal And ten without fresh water still. Those that didn't die in storms The scurvy rest did slaughter. Westwards the tide. Westwards we sail on. Westwards the tide. Sail by the talisman. We approach the other side Of the ocean with the tide In our favour just for once. Welcome greeting, our new land. The elation in our hearts, The excitement in our veins As we sail towards the coastline Of our golden promised land. Weary limbs fatigued away. I have no life left in me. No more strength and nothing Left to give. Must find the will to live. Never thought that we could Make it. Truly sight of shores divine. The sickness I am dying from. Never wanted it to end this way. Westwards the tide. Westwards we sail on. Westwards the tide. Sail by the talisman. Westwards the tide. Westwards we sail on. Westwards the tide. Sail by the talisman. |
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from Iron Maiden 15집 - The Final Frontier (2010)
Have you heard what they said on the news today
Have you heard what is coming to us all? That the world as we know it will be coming to an end Have you heard, have you heard? He sees them in the distance when the darkened clouds roll He could feel tension in the atmosphere He would look in the mirror, see an old man now Does it matter they survive somehow They said there's nothing can be done about the situation They said there's nothing you can do at all To sit and wait around for something to occur Did you know, did you know? As he stares across the garden looking at the meadows Wonders if they'll ever grow again The desperation of the situation getting graver Getting ready when the wild wind blows Have you seen what they said on the news today Have you heard what they said about us all Do you know what is happening to just every one of us Have you heard, have you heard? There will be a catastrophe the like we've never seen There will be something that will light the sky That the world as we know it, it will never be the same Did you know, did you know? He carries everything into the shelter not a fuss Getting ready when the moment comes He has enough supplies to last them for a year or two Good to have because you never know They tell us nothing that we don't already know about They tell us nothing that is real at all They only fill us with the stuff that they want Did you know, did you know? He's nearly finished with the preparations for the day He's getting tired; that'll do for now They are preparing for the very worst to come to them Getting ready when the wild wind blows He sees the picture on the wall, it's falling down Upside down He sees a teardrop from his wife roll down her face Saying Grace Remember times they had, they flash right through his mind Left behind Of a lifetime spent together long ago Will be gone They've been preparing for some weeks now For when the crucial moment comes To take their refuge in the shelter Let them prepare for what will come They make a tea and sit there waiting They're in the shelter feeling snug Not long to wait for absolution Don't make a fuss; just sit and wait Can't believe all the lying, All the screens are denying That the moments of truth have begun Can't you see it on the T.V.? Don't believe them in the least bit Now the days of our ending have begun Say a prayer when it's all over Survivors unite, all as one Got to try and help each other Got the will to overcome I can't believe all the lying All the screens are denying That the moments of truth have begun Can't you see it on the T.V.? Don't believe them in the least bit Now the days of our ending have begun When they found them, had their arms wrapped around each other Their tins of poison laying near by their clothes The day they both mistook an earthquake for the fallout Just another when the wild wind blows |
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from Iron Maiden - Flight 666 [video, live] (2009)
Kill for gain or shoot to maim
But we don't need a reason The golden goose is on the loose And never out of season Some blackened pride still burns inside This shell of bloody treason Here's my gun for a barrel of fun For the love of living death. The killers breed or the Demon's seed, The glamour, the fortune, the pain, Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain But don't you pray for 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 feed it with out babies. The killers breed or the Demon's seed, The glamour, the fortune, the pain, Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain But don't you pray for my soul anymore. 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. The killers breed or the Demon's seed, The glamour, the fortune, the pain, Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain But don't you pray for my soul anymore. 2 minutes to midnight, The hands that threaten doom. 2 minutes to midnight, To kill the unborn in the womb. Midnight all night Lyrics by We are all Anonymous |
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from Iron Maiden - Flight 666 [video, live] (2009)
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 get 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 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 and 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 out spitfires to face them Heading straight for them I press my guns. Rolling, turning, diving Rolling, turning, diving, goin' again Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die Run, live to fly, fly to live, Aces high. |
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from Iron Maiden - Flight 666 [video, live] (2009)
Give me the sense to wonder
To wonder if I'm free Give me a sense of wonder To know I can be me Give me the strength to hold my head up Spit back in their face Don't need no key to unlock this 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 he 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 and 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 and he laughed at me Can I play with madness - he said you're blind too blind to see |
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from Iron Maiden - Flight 666 [video, live] (2009)
Fear Of The Dark
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. 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. 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. When I'm walking a dark road I am a man who walks alone .......... |
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from Iron Maiden - Flight 666 [video, live] (2009)
(Harris)
I'm waiting in my cold cell when the bell begins to chime Reflecting on my past life and it doesn't have much time Cos at 5 o'clock they take me to the Gallows Pole The sands of time for me are running low 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 an 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 easy to stop from screaming But words escape me when I try to speak Tears they flow but why am I crying After all am I not afraid of dying Don't 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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from Iron Maiden - Flight 666 [video, live] (2009)
Can't understand what is happening to me,
This isn't real, this is only a dream, But I never have felt, no I never have 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 that 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. Chorus: Heaven can wait, Heaven can wait, Heaven can wait, Heaven can wait til another day. [Reapeat chorus] 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 light's 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. [Chorus *2] 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. Oh Oh * lots. 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 in limbo or in 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? [Chorus] |
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from Iron Maiden - Flight 666 [video, live] (2009)
Won't you come into my room,
I wanna show you all my wares. Want to see your blood, Want to stand and stare. See the blood begin to flow as it pours 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 flow watching it shed Up above my head. Iron Maiden wants you for dead. Won't you come into my room, I wanna 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 pours 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 flow watching it shed Up above my head. Iron Maiden wants you for dead. Won't you come into my room, I wanna 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 pours 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 flow watching it shed Up above my head. Iron Maiden wants you for dead! |
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from Iron Maiden - Flight 666 [video, live] (2009)
Seven deadly sins
Seven ways to win Seven holy paths to hell And your trip begins Seven downward slopes Seven bloodied hopes Seven are you burning fires Seven your desires I am he, the bornless one The fallen angel watching you Babylon, the scarlet whore I'll infiltrate your gratitude Don't you dare to save your son Kill him now and save the young ones Be the mother of birth strangled babe Be the devils own, Lucifer's my name Moonchild - hear the mandrake scream, oh Moonchild - open the seventh seal I count the heads of those unborn The accursed ones I'll find them all If you die by your own hand As a suicide you shall be damned And if you try to save your soul I will torment you, you shall not grow old With every second and passing breath You'll be so alone your soul will bleed to death Moonchild - hear the mandrake scream Moonchild - open the seventh seal Moonchild - you'll be mine soon, child Moonchild - take my hand tonight The twins they are exhausted, seven is this night Gemini is rising as the red lips kiss to bite Seven angels seven demons battle for his soul When Gabriel lies sleeping, this child was born to die One more dies one more lives One baby cries, one mother grieves For all the sins you will commit You'll beg forgiveness and none I'll give A web of fear shall be your coat To clothe you in the night A lucky escape for you young man But I'll see you damned in endless night Moonchild - hear the mandrake scream Moonchild - open the seventh seal Moonchild - you'll be mine soon, child Moonchild - take my hand tonight |
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from Iron Maiden - Flight 666 [video, live] (2009)
Into the Abyss I'll fall- the eye of Horus
Into the eyes of the night- watching me go Green is the cat's eye that glows- in this Temple Enter the risen Osiris-risen again. Tell me why I had to be a Powerslave I don't wanna die, I'm a God, Why can't I live on? When the Life Giver dies, All around is laid waste. And in my last hour, I'm a slave to the Power of Death. When I was living this lie-Fear was my game People would worship and fall- Drop to their knees. So bring me the blood and red wine For the one to succeed me, for he is a man and a God- And He will die too. Tell me why I had to be a Powerslave I don't wanna die, I'm a God, Why can't I live on? When the Life Giver dies, All around is laid to waste. And in my last hour, I'm a slave to the Power of Death. Now I am cold but a ghost lives in my veins, Silent the terror that reigned- Marbled in stone. A shell of a man God preserved- For a thousand ages, But open the gates of my Hell- I will strike from my grave. Tell me why I had to be a Powerslave I don't wanna die, I'm a God, Why can't I live on? When the Life Giver dies, All around is laid waste. And in my last hour, I'm a slave to the Power of Death, Slave to the Power of Death... Slave to the Power of Death... |
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from Iron Maiden - Flight 666 [video, live] (2009)
"O God of Earth and Altar
Bow down and hear our cry, Our earthly rulers falter, Our people drift and die, The walls of gold entomb us, The swords of scorn divide, Take not thy thunder from us, But take away our pride." (G.K. Chesterton: English Hymnal) Just a babe in a black abyss, No reason for a place like this, The walls are cold and souls cry out in pain, An easy way for the blind to go, A clever path for the fools who know The Secret of the Hanged Man - the smile on his lips. The light of the Blind - you'll see, The venom that tears my spine, The eyes of the Nile are opening - you'll see. She came to me with a serpent's kiss, As the Eye of the Sun rose on her lips, Moonlight catches silver tears I cry, So we lay in a black embrace, And the seed is sown in the holy place And I watched and I waited for the Dawn. The light of the Blind - you'll see, The venom that tears my spine, The eyes of the Nile are opening - you'll see. Bind all of us together, Ablaze with Hope and Free, No storm or heavy weather Will rock the boat you'll see, The time has come to close your eyes And still the sing and rain, For the one who will be King Is the Watcher in the Ring. It is You. |
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from Iron Maiden - Flight 666 [video, live] (2009)
Hear the rime of the Ancient Mariner
See his eyes as he stops one of three Mesmerises one of the wedding guests Stay here and listen to the nightmares of the Sea. And the music plays on, and the bride passes by Caught by his spell and the Mariner tells his tale. Driven south to the land of the snow and ice To a place where nobody's been Through the snow fog flies 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 the ice 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 part of the crime. Sailing on and on and North across the sea Sailing on and on and North 'till all is calm. The albatross begins with its vengeance A terrible thirst a curse 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 at sea And the curse 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 any drop to drink." (Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1798-1834)) 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 throw 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. Narrative "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 times fifty living men (and I heard nor sigh nor groan), With heavy thump, a lifeless lump. they dropped down one by one." (Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1798-1834)) 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 they 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 Pilot's boat, his son and the hermit. Penance of life will fall onto Him. And the ship it 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 sad and wiser man And the tale goes on and on and on. |
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from Iron Maiden - Flight 666 [video, live] (2009)
White man came across the sea
Brought us pain and misery Killed our tribes killed our creed Took our game for his own need We fought him hard we fought him well Out on the plains we gave him hell But many came too much for Cree Oh will we ever be set free? Riding through dustclouds and barren wastes Galloping hard on the plains Chasing the redskins back to their holes Fighting them at their own game Murder for freedom a 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 on the barren wastes Hunting and killing their game Raping the women and wasting the men The only good Indians are tame Selling them whisky and taking their gold Enslaving the young and destroying the old Run to the hills run for your lives (repeat to end) |
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from Iron Maiden - Flight 666 [video, live] (2009)
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 now 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 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... ... and reborn again? |
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from Iron Maiden - Flight 666 [video, live] (2009)
I left alone my mind was blank
I needed time to get the memories from my mind What did I see can I believe that what I saw that night was real and not just fantasy Just what I saw in my old dreams were they reflections of my warped mind staring back at me 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 all this 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 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 take its course |
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from Iron Maiden - Flight 666 [video, live] (2009)
You'll take my life but I'll take yours too
You'll fire your musket but I'll run you through So when you're waiting for the next attack You'd better stand there's no turning back. 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. 간주 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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from Iron Maiden - Flight 666 [video, live] (2009)
From the coast of gold, across the seven seas,
I'm travelling on, far and wide, But now it seems, I'm just a stranger to myself, And all the things I sometimes do, it isn't me but someone else. 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. Chorus: 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 makes me wanna cry, and throw my hands up to the sky. Chorus: 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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from Bruce Dickinson - Tattooed Millionaire [Reissue] (2008)
Well, Billy rapped all night about his suicide
How he'd kick it in the head when he was 25 Speed jive, don't want to stay alive When you're 25 And Wendy's stealing clothes from Marks and Sparks And Freddy's got spots from ripping off the stars From his face Funky little boat race Television man is crazy Saying we're juvenile delinquent wrecks I need TV when I got T. Rex Oh brother, you guessed it I'm a dude, now All the young dudes Carry the news Boogaloo dudes Carry the news All the young dudes Carry the news Boogaloo dudes Carry the news Well, Billy's looking sweet 'cuz he dresses like a queen But he can kick like a mule, it's a real mean team But we can love Ah yes, we can love And my father's back at home with his Beatles and his Stones We never got it off on that revolution stuff What a drag Too many snags Well I've drunk a lot of wine and I'm feeling fine I gotta race some cat to bed Oh man, is this concrete all around or is it in my head? Brother, I'm a dude now All the young dudes Carry the news Boogaloo dudes Carry the news All the young dudes Carry the news Boogaloo dudes Carry the news All the young dudes Carry the news Boogaloo dudes Carry the news |
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from Bruce Dickinson - Tattooed Millionaire [Reissue] (2008)
Before I met my baby, there was a whole lot going on
Yea, before I met my baby, there was a whole lot going on I used to wag my tail in every corner, never hesitate to give that bitch a bone Before I met my baby didn't have a clue Before I met my baby I didn't know what I should do Before I met my baby this misguided mutt made dogmeat out of you and everybody else She went to see my kennel, she said "It's like a rabbit huch" She went to see my kennel, she said "It smells too much" She wouldn't wag her tail or nothing at all until the furniture-man called He said take it away, oh yeah, go on, let's guitar One time, baby, I took her for a walk Two timing bitch, I tried to squash her under a truck Three time looser, this ain't no game Five hand shuffle driving me insane I can't get it when I want it, when I call her she don't answer to her name We settle down into a laugh of bliss or so it seemed I adjusted to the endless wine and foodmixes end her talking to me It was hell, I tell you And when I dug my bone up, she threw my bone right back at me! Some... There's some harmonica? In the ball? I finished with that bitch, he'd left her tied up to a tree She had a note around her neck saying, "Take this one, she's free" Before I met my baby my life was misery Before I met my baby my life was misery Hm... |
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from Bruce Dickinson - Tattooed Millionaire [Reissue] (2008)
ABlack night is not right
I don't feel so bright I don't care to sit tight Maybe I'll find on the way down the line That I'm free, free to be me Black night is a long way from home I don't need a dark tree I don't want a rough sea I can't feel, I can't see Maybe I'll find on the way down the line That I'm free, free to be me Black night is a long way from home Black night, black night I don't need black night I can't see dark night Maybe I'll find on the way down the line That I'm free, free to be me Black night is a long way from home |
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from Bruce Dickinson - Tattooed Millionaire [Reissue] (2008)
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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from Bruce Dickinson - Tattooed Millionaire [Reissue] (2008)
Cold sunlight falling on me
Cold sunlight falling on me I am a lonely man Sorrow is my friend Fall asleep as the dawn comes up A ray of hope again Hold the crystal vision for a second Let it pass Hold the crystal vision for a moment Make it last Summer so quickly gone Darkness be my friend Nothing lasts forever But the certainty of change I am a lonely man Sorrow is my friend Nothing lasts forever But the certainty of change Nothing last forever But the certainty of change |
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from Bruce Dickinson - Tattooed Millionaire [Reissue] (2008)
(Frankly Seaman Staines, I don't give a damn)
Put an opening shot across your bows Got tunnel vision, hmm, pull the sheets in now Let 'em flap, oh let 'em rip This man o' war gonna sink your ship Gonna blow you midships Gonna dive tonight There's no release 'till you're deep down inside Davy Jones gonna keep your bones No monkee business now you're on your own Turn your stern and cover me We're rolling swell just an old seadog like me Gonna blow you midships Gonna dive tonight There's no release when you're deep down inside Dive! Dive! Dive! Dive! Dive! Dive! Dive! Dive! Dive! No muff too tuff We dive at five Seaman Staines is down below Torpedoes loaded he's ready to go Wait to discharge waiting to release As she rounded the horn we came up from below Gonna blow you midships Gonna dive tonight There's no release when you're deep down inside Dive! Dive! Dive! Dive! Dive! Dive! Dive! Dive! Dive! No muff too tuff We dive at five Come on, come on Dive! Dive! Dive! Yeah, Dive! Dive! Dive! Come on, Dive! Dive! Dive! No muff too tuff We dive at five Dive! Dive! Dive! Sinking slow Dive! Dive! Dive! Sinking deep Dive! Dive! Dive! No muff too tuff We dive at five (Seaman Staines, consider yourself discharged) |
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from Bruce Dickinson - Tattooed Millionaire [Reissue] (2008)
(Frankly Seaman Staines, I don't give a damn)
Put an opening shot across your bows Got tunnel vision, hmm, pull the sheets in now Let 'em flap, oh let 'em rip This man o' war gonna sink your ship Gonna blow you midships Gonna dive tonight There's no release 'till you're deep down inside Davy Jones gonna keep your bones No monkee business now you're on your own Turn your stern and cover me We're rolling swell just an old seadog like me Gonna blow you midships Gonna dive tonight There's no release when you're deep down inside Dive! Dive! Dive! Dive! Dive! Dive! Dive! Dive! Dive! No muff too tuff We dive at five Seaman Staines is down below Torpedoes loaded he's ready to go Wait to discharge waiting to release As she rounded the horn we came up from below Gonna blow you midships Gonna dive tonight There's no release when you're deep down inside Dive! Dive! Dive! Dive! Dive! Dive! Dive! Dive! Dive! No muff too tuff We dive at five Come on, come on Dive! Dive! Dive! Yeah, Dive! Dive! Dive! Come on, Dive! Dive! Dive! No muff too tuff We dive at five Dive! Dive! Dive! Sinking slow Dive! Dive! Dive! Sinking deep Dive! Dive! Dive! No muff too tuff We dive at five (Seaman Staines, consider yourself discharged) |
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from Bruce Dickinson - Tattooed Millionaire [Reissue] (2008)
Living in the city can be a cold and lonely place to be
Living in the shadows where there is no sun there in no breeze Drinking stale water, having to pay for the privilege Talk about your freedom, I'll take you where I think it is Gypsy Road is the highway that I run to Gypsy Road, welcome to your dreams Gypsy Road is the highway that I run to Gypsy Road, oh gypsy road Living by my own rules, a rebel yell and a rebel creed Keep your life simple, try not to take what you don't need Think about freedom, dream a little every day Suddenly you'll find yourself there, follow me, walk this way Gypsy Road is the highway that I run to Gypsy Road, welcome to your dreams Gypsy Road is the highway that I run to Gypsy Road, oh gypsy road Gypsy road All right Gypsy Road is the highway that I run to Gypsy Road, welcome to your dreams Gypsy Road is the highway that I run to Gypsy Road, welcome to your dreams Gypsy Road is the highway that I run to Gypsy Road, welcome to your dreams Gypsy Road is the highway that I run to Gypsy Road, welcome to your dreams I'll find my dreams You find yours too |
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from Bruce Dickinson - Tattooed Millionaire [Reissue] (2008)
Devil's driving down the track
Helens wheels they won't turn back Engine racing down a one way street Speeds chasing that red line heat Into the blackness into the night Out of the tunnel into the light Red for danger that's just for show Climb aboard come as you go Hard to steer when the devil's driving Helens wheels and the brakes won't hold Hard to steer when the devil's driving Helens wheels and the brakes won't hold Too smart to come she just arrived Only gave her one but she's using five Minutes of time in the usual place If I was strapped in you could sit on my place The doors were locked the windows sealed Hitting me with the jack was the devil's deal Blue light flashing as the lipstick smudge Diving for cover in a tunnel of glove Hard to steer when the devil's driving Helens wheels and the brakes won't hold Hard to steer when the devil's driving Helens wheels and the brakes won't hold Something's driving me, I don't know where Something down in my cellar somewhere No one waiting for me down the line No one waiting for me this time, check it out Hard to steer when the devil's driving Hell on wheels and the brakes won't hold Hard to steer when the devil's driving Hell on wheels and the brakes won't hold Knuckle down stick shift take it slow Easy come means easy go Lay off the gas make it last 'Cos under my hood she's blowing fast Into the blackness into the night Out of the tunnel into the light Red for danger, just for show Climb aboard come as you go Hard to steer when the devil's driving Helens wheels and the brakes won't hold Hard to steer when the devil's driving Helens wheels and the brakes won't hold Hard to steer, that's it Hard to steer, oh Hard to steer, when the devil's driving, come on Hard to steer, you know it's hard to steer Hard to steer, when the devil's driving |
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from Bruce Dickinson - Tattooed Millionaire [Reissue] (2008)
(Eat lead, you scum sucking')
Lickin' the gun, yeah, yeah Lickin' the gun, lickin' the hand that feeds you Lickin' the gun finger lickin' fun Lickin' the gun, lickin' the hand that feeds you Lickin' the gun finger lickin' fun Senator husband goin' for broke Gotta prove I'm not a joke We smoked the stuff in '69 Now it's different it's a crime Kids today don't understand Kids today need a guiding hand Sticker if it rhymes with truck When the law suits fly, guess I'll duck Lickin' the gun, lickin' the hand that feeds you Lickin' the gun finger lickin' fun Lickin' the gun, lickin' the hand that feeds you Lickin' the gun finger lickin' fun Watch religion come and go Watch corruption on their shows Buy your silence money for blood Out of the ark and into the flood Crazy men with Russian guns My words never killed anyone Kissing babies lickin' the gun Ain't political nah, having fun Lickin' the gun, lickin' the hand that feeds you Lickin' the gun finger lickin' fun Lickin' the gun, lickin' the hand that feeds you Lickin' the gun finger lickin' fun Oh, yeah, yeah'lick it Yeah, lick it, yeah Yeah Lick it Eat it up lay down and die They'll shoot you up and they don't know why They're doing a job and they enjoy it too They're protecting us from me and you We smoked the stuff in '69 Now it's different it's a crime I don't care to wait and see If I'm cool enough to make history Lickin' the gun, lickin' the hand that feeds you Lickin' the gun finger lickin' fun Lickin' the gun, lickin' the hand that feeds you Lickin' the gun finger lickin' fun Lickin' the gun, lickin' the hand that feeds you Lickin' the gun finger lickin' fun Lickin' the gun, lickin' the hand that feeds you Lickin' the gun finger lickin' fun Oh yeah, yeah, lick that gun, lick that, lick that, lick that gun, yeah Oh yeah, yeah, lick that gun, gonna lick it on, lick it on Lick that gun, yeah, yeah |
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from Bruce Dickinson - Tattooed Millionaire [Reissue] (2008)
No lies, no angels
No lies, no angels No lies, no angels No lies, no angels No heaven, no heaven No lies' No lies, no angels, no heaven No lies, no angels, no heaven Waiting on a corner of a red light street Where the dealers and the junkies and the graveyards meet By the light of a street light moon If you hang 'round here babe, you're leaving soon On the run from a country from the law Well here's a safe place behind every front door Wanna wander where the guide book doesn't go Watching the windows, part of the sideshow No lies, no angels, no heaven No lies, no angels, no heaven Where the money men's wallets bleed Where the fat cat sinners fill their needs Where the vicar goes for his sin Where the stick up artist gets stuck in Look around here it's no big deal For an ounce of pleasure or a five minute feel Riding side-saddle on a rented machine Hang on loosely, part of the scene No lies, no angels, no heaven No lies, no angels, no heaven No lies, no angels, no heaven No lies, no angels, no heaven No lies, no angels, no heaven No lies, no angels, no heaven No lies, no angels, no heaven No lies, no angels, no heaven No lies, no angels, no heaven No lies, no angels, no heaven |
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from Bruce Dickinson - Tattooed Millionaire [Reissue] (2008)
Katie was a kid, I guess she hid her thoughts from everyone
Went to school at eight, she was never late Didn't know the meaning of fun Every night Katie prayed to God above But her daddy gave her everything but love She woke up one day, said: "I'm on my way" Her mummy read the letter, It did say: "I'm on my way, I'm on my way" Riding with the angels Riding with the angels Riding with the angels Riding with the angels She's having fun, fun, fun She's having fun, fun, fun Rode around and every boy in town tried to win her back It was no go, cause she rode with Joe, he was the leader of the pack People ran for cover when they rolled to town The night was black, rain on the ground Engines scream, running too fast They knew the ride would be there last They're on their way, on their way Riding with the angels Riding with the angels Riding with the angels Riding with the angels She's having fun, fun, fun She's having fun, fun, fun Riding with the angels Riding with the angels Riding with the angels Riding with the angels She's having fun, fun, fun She's having fun, fun, fun Riding with the angels She's having fun, fun, fun She's having fun, fun, fun |
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from Bruce Dickinson - Tattooed Millionaire [Reissue] (2008)
Diamonds and dust
Poor man last, rich man first Lamborghinis, caviar Dry martinis, Shangri-la I got a burnin' feelin' Deep inside of me It's a-yearning But, I'm gonna to set it free I'm goin' in to Sin City I'm gonna win in Sin City Where the lights are bright Do the town tonight I'm gonna win in Sin City Oh, I'm gonna roll you, baby Snake eyes, wouw Ladders and snakes Ladders give, snakes take Rich man, poor man, beggar man, thief Ain't got a hope in hell, that's my belief Fingers Freddy, Diamond Jim They're gettin' ready, look out, I'm comin' in So, spin that wheel, cut that pack And roll those loaded dice Bring on the dancing girls And put the champaign on ice I'm goin' in to Sin City I'm gonna win in Sin City Where the lights are bright Do the town tonight I'm goin' in to Sin City |
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from Bruce Dickinson - Tattooed Millionaire [Reissue] (2008)
Diamonds and dust
Poor man last, rich man first Lamborghinis, caviar Dry martinis, Shangri-la I got a burnin' feelin' Deep inside of me It's a-yearning But, I'm gonna to set it free I'm goin' in to Sin City I'm gonna win in Sin City Where the lights are bright Do the town tonight I'm gonna win in Sin City Oh, I'm gonna roll you, baby Snake eyes, wouw Ladders and snakes Ladders give, snakes take Rich man, poor man, beggar man, thief Ain't got a hope in hell, that's my belief Fingers Freddy, Diamond Jim They're gettin' ready, look out, I'm comin' in So, spin that wheel, cut that pack And roll those loaded dice Bring on the dancing girls And put the champaign on ice I'm goin' in to Sin City I'm gonna win in Sin City Where the lights are bright Do the town tonight I'm goin' in to Sin City |
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from Bruce Dickinson - Tattooed Millionaire [Reissue] (2008)
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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from Bruce Dickinson - Tattooed Millionaire [Reissue] (2008)
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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from Bruce Dickinson - Tattooed Millionaire [Reissue] (2008)
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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from Bruce Dickinson - Tattooed Millionaire [Reissue] (2008)
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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from Bruce Dickinson - Tattooed Millionaire [Reissue] (2008)
Think that it's all over and you want your ragged mile
?The winds of change are blowing all around? Stop and look, you're not the only one on the road out in the night ?Take some time to find a partner, it does take?? Winds of change roll over us Winds of change roll over us Winds of change roll over us? Winds of change don't change us at all?? In a world of desperation where we struggle to be free? There's a truth and inspiration to break the chains of you and me? Looking round we have our visions of what is and what could be? Let it loose imagination, make your own reality?? Winds of change roll over us Winds of change roll over us Winds of change roll over us? Winds of change don't change us at all ??I think I wanna spend my life with you ?I think, if we can make it, we can get through? I feel I've known you before, I think you know what I mean? I think I wanna spend my life with you ??Winds of change roll over us Winds of change roll over us Winds of change roll over us? Winds of change don't change us at all Winds of change roll over us Winds of change roll over us Winds of change roll over us? Winds of change don't change us at all |
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from Bruce Dickinson - Tattooed Millionaire [Reissue] (2008)
She fixed me in the corner with that beautiful brown eye
She says, I'd like to meet you I was so surprised Well what can I do for you? What can you do for me? We made for the exit, had to wait and see I hope I'm not wasting your precious time I know you're not wasting mine We came together over coffee with milk She never stopped 'till every drop was spilt She was a Zulu Lulu Broke my back and my heart at the same time, honey, well Just a Zulu Lulu I had to move on, when I came back she'd gone, gone, gone She dropped to her knees, I guess she had religion She lived with her mother, had been a good girl twice When I asked her to comment on her present position She said she liked to take a lay preacher's advice I ain't looking for sympathy But prayers for the wicked are kinda nice She said, I don't like to preach to the converted I said, you can be a good girl more than twice, like this She was a Zulu Lulu Broke my back and my heart at the same time, it was nice Just a Zulu Lulu I had to move on, when I came back she'd gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone away somewhere I ain't looking for sympathy, oh no But prayers for the wicked are always nice She looked me up and down and said Assegai for me I began to see God she said, wait and see babe wait and see babe, wait and see babe wait, wait, oh, gonna' She was a Zulu Lulu Broke my back and my heart at the same time, it was nice She was a Zulu Lulu Had to move on, when I came back she'd gone, gone She was a Zulu Lulu She broke my back and my heart at the same time, honey, well Just a Zulu Lulu Had to move on, when I came back she'd gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone |
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from Bruce Dickinson - Alive (2008)
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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from Bruce Dickinson - Alive (2008)
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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from Bruce Dickinson - Alive (2008)
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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from Bruce Dickinson - Alive (2008)
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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from Bruce Dickinson - Alive (2008)
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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from Bruce Dickinson - Alive (2008)
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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from Bruce Dickinson - Alive (2008)
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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from Bruce Dickinson - Alive (2008)
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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from Bruce Dickinson - Alive (2008)
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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from Bruce Dickinson - Alive (2008)
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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from Bruce Dickinson - Alive (2008)
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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from Bruce Dickinson - Alive (2008)
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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from Bruce Dickinson - Alive (2008)
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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from Bruce Dickinson - Alive (2008)
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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from Bruce Dickinson - Alive (2008)
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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from Bruce Dickinson - Alive (2008)
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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from Bruce Dickinson - Alive (2008)
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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from Bruce Dickinson - Alive (2008)
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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from Bruce Dickinson - Alive (2008)
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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from Bruce Dickinson - Alive (2008)
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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from Bruce Dickinson - Alive (2008)
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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from Bruce Dickinson - Alive (2008)
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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from Bruce Dickinson - Alive (2008)
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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from Bruce Dickinson - Alive (2008)
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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from Bruce Dickinson - Alive (2008)
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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from Bruce Dickinson - Alive (2008)
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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from Bruce Dickinson - Alive (2008)
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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from Bruce Dickinson - Alive (2008)
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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from Bruce Dickinson - Alive (2008)
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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from Bruce Dickinson - Alive (2008)
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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from Bruce Dickinson - Alive (2008)
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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from Bruce Dickinson - Alive (2008)
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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from Bruce Dickinson - Alive (2008)
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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from Bruce Dickinson - Alive (2008)
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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from Bruce Dickinson - Alive (2008)
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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from Bruce Dickinson - Alive (2008)
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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from Iron Maiden - Somewhere Back In Time (2008)
Kill for gain or shoot to maim
But we don't need a reason The golden goose is on the loose And never out of season Some blackened pride still burns inside This shell of bloody treason Here's my gun for a barrel of fun For the love of living death. The killers breed or the Demon's seed, The glamour, the fortune, the pain, Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain But don't you pray for 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 feed it with out babies. The killers breed or the Demon's seed, The glamour, the fortune, the pain, Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain But don't you pray for my soul anymore. 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. The killers breed or the Demon's seed, The glamour, the fortune, the pain, Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain But don't you pray for my soul anymore. 2 minutes to midnight, The hands that threaten doom. 2 minutes to midnight, To kill the unborn in the womb. Midnight all night Lyrics by We are all Anonymous |
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from Iron Maiden - Somewhere Back In Time (2008)
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 get 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 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 and 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 out spitfires to face them Heading straight for them I press my guns. Rolling, turning, diving Rolling, turning, diving, goin' again Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die Run, live to fly, fly to live, Aces high. |
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from Iron Maiden - Somewhere Back In Time (2008)
Give me the sense to wonder
To wonder if I'm free Give me a sense of wonder To know I can be me Give me the strength to hold my head up Spit back in their face Don't need no key to unlock this 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 he 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 and 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 and he laughed at me Can I play with madness - he said you're blind too blind to see |
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from Iron Maiden - Somewhere Back In Time (2008)
He's walking like a small child
But watch his eyes burn you away Black holes in his golden stare God knows he wants to go home Children of the damned Children of the damned Children of the damned Children of the damned He's walking like a dead man If he had lived he would have crucified us all Now he's standing on his last step He thought oblivion, well it beckons us all Children of the damned Children of the damned Children of the damned Children of the damned Now it's burning his hands He's turning to laugh Smiles as the flame sears his flesh Melting his face, screaming in pain Peeling the skin from his eyes Watch him die According to plan He's dust on the ground, what did we learn You're children of the damned Your back's against the wall You turn into the light You're burning in the night You're children of the damned Like candles watch them burn Burning in the light You'll burn again tonight Children of the damned |
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from Iron Maiden - Somewhere Back In Time (2008)
(Harris)
I'm waiting in my cold cell when the bell begins to chime Reflecting on my past life and it doesn't have much time Cos at 5 o'clock they take me to the Gallows Pole The sands of time for me are running low 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 an 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 easy to stop from screaming But words escape me when I try to speak Tears they flow but why am I crying After all am I not afraid of dying Don't 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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from Iron Maiden - Somewhere Back In Time (2008)
Refto, Platesz, Frezo
Refto, Platesz, Frezo Refto, Platesz, Frezo REfto, Platesz, Frezo.... Let me see the sky Don't me take a ray My Mouth is May Go Away ..... |
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from Iron Maiden - Somewhere Back In Time (2008)
Won't you come into my room,
I wanna show you all my wares. Want to see your blood, Want to stand and stare. See the blood begin to flow as it pours 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 flow watching it shed Up above my head. Iron Maiden wants you for dead. Won't you come into my room, I wanna 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 pours 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 flow watching it shed Up above my head. Iron Maiden wants you for dead. Won't you come into my room, I wanna 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 pours 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 flow watching it shed Up above my head. Iron Maiden wants you for dead! |
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from Iron Maiden - Somewhere Back In Time (2008)
I've been looking so long for you now, you won't get away from my grasp.
You've been living so long in hiding. Hiding behind that false mask. You know and I know that you ain't got that long to last, Your looks and feelings are just the remains of your past Standing in the wings there, you wait for the curtain to fall. Knowing the terror and holding you have on us all. I know that you're gonna 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, don't fade away. 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 just floats through the air. You haunt me, you taunt me, you torture me back at your lair |
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from Iron Maiden - Somewhere Back In Time (2008)
Into the Abyss I'll fall- the eye of Horus
Into the eyes of the night- watching me go Green is the cat's eye that glows- in this Temple Enter the risen Osiris-risen again. Tell me why I had to be a Powerslave I don't wanna die, I'm a God, Why can't I live on? When the Life Giver dies, All around is laid waste. And in my last hour, I'm a slave to the Power of Death. When I was living this lie-Fear was my game People would worship and fall- Drop to their knees. So bring me the blood and red wine For the one to succeed me, for he is a man and a God- And He will die too. Tell me why I had to be a Powerslave I don't wanna die, I'm a God, Why can't I live on? When the Life Giver dies, All around is laid to waste. And in my last hour, I'm a slave to the Power of Death. Now I am cold but a ghost lives in my veins, Silent the terror that reigned- Marbled in stone. A shell of a man God preserved- For a thousand ages, But open the gates of my Hell- I will strike from my grave. Tell me why I had to be a Powerslave I don't wanna die, I'm a God, Why can't I live on? When the Life Giver dies, All around is laid waste. And in my last hour, I'm a slave to the Power of Death, Slave to the Power of Death... Slave to the Power of Death... |
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from Iron Maiden - Somewhere Back In Time (2008)
White man came across the sea
Brought us pain and misery Killed our tribes killed our creed Took our game for his own need We fought him hard we fought him well Out on the plains we gave him hell But many came too much for Cree Oh will we ever be set free? Riding through dustclouds and barren wastes Galloping hard on the plains Chasing the redskins back to their holes Fighting them at their own game Murder for freedom a 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 on the barren wastes Hunting and killing their game Raping the women and wasting the men The only good Indians are tame Selling them whisky and taking their gold Enslaving the young and destroying the old Run to the hills run for your lives (repeat to end) |
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from Iron Maiden - Somewhere Back In Time (2008)
(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 only I could see her now 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..... Circle of fire my baptism of joy at an end it seems The seventh lamb slain, the book of life opens before me But I will pray for you And some day I may return Don't you cry for me Beyond is where I learn |
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from Iron Maiden - Somewhere Back In Time (2008)
I left alone my mind was blank
I needed time to get the memories from my mind What did I see can I believe that what I saw that night was real and not just fantasy Just what I saw in my old dreams were they reflections of my warped mind staring back at me 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 all this 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 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 take its course |
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from Iron Maiden - Somewhere Back In Time (2008)
You'll take my life but I'll take yours too
You'll fire your musket but I'll run you through So when you're waiting for the next attack You'd better stand there's no turning back. 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. 간주 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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from Iron Maiden - Somewhere Back In Time (2008)
From the coast of gold, across the seven seas,
I'm travelling on, far and wide, But now it seems, I'm just a stranger to myself, And all the things I sometimes do, it isn't me but someone else. 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. Chorus: 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 makes me wanna cry, and throw my hands up to the sky. Chorus: 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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from Iron Maiden - Somewhere Back In Time (2008)
I was born into a scene of angriness and greed, and dominance and persecution.
My mother was a queen, my dad I've never seen, I was never meant to be. And now I spend my time looking all around, For a man that's nowhere to be found. Until I find him I'm never gonna stop searching, I'm gonna find my man, gonna travel around. Chorus: 'Cos I'm a wrathchild, well I'm a wrathchild. Yeah I'm a wrathchild. I'm coming to get you, oooh yeah. Say it doesn't matter ain't nothin' gonna alter the course of my destination. I know I've got to find some serious piece of mind, or I know I'll go crazy. But now I spend my time looking all around, For a man thats nowhere to be found. Until I find him I'm never gonna stop searching, I'm gonna find my man, gonna travel around. Chorus |
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from Iron Maiden 14집 - A Matter Of Life And Death (2006)
We are not the sons of God
We are not His chosen people now We have crossed the path He trod We will feel the pain of His beginning Shadow fingers rise above Iron fingers stab the desert sky Oh, behold the power of man On its tower, ready for the fall Knocking heads together well Raise a city; build a living hell Join the race to suicide Listen for the tolling of the bell Out of the universe A strange love is born Unholy union Trinity reformed Yellow sun, its evil twin In the black, the wings deliver him We will split our souls within Atom seed to nuclear dust is risen Out of the universe A strange love is born Unholy union Trinity reformed Out of the darkness, brighter than a thousand suns Out of the darkness, brighter than a thousand suns Out of the darkness, brighter than a thousand suns Out of the darkness, brighter than a thousand suns Out of the darkness, brighter than a thousand suns Out of the darkness, brighter than a thousand suns Bury your morals and bury your dead Bury your head in the sand E = MC squared, you can relate How we made God with our hands Whatever would Robert have said to his God About how we made war with the Sun? E = MC squared, you can relate How we made God with our hands All the nations are rising Through acid veils of love and hate Chain letters of Satan Uncertainty lead us all to this All the nations are rising Through acid veils of love and hate Cold fusion and fury Divide and conquer while ye may Others preach and others fall and pray In the bunkers, where we'll die Where the executioners, they lie Bombers launch with no recall Minute warning of the missile fall Take a look at your last sky Guessing you won't have the time to cry Out of the universe A strange love is born Unholy union Trinity reformed Out of the darkness Out of the darkness Out of the darkness, brighter than a thousand suns Out of the darkness, brighter than a thousand suns Out of the darkness, brighter than a thousand suns Out of the darkness, brighter than a thousand suns Out of the darkness, brighter than a thousand suns Holy Father, we have sinned |
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