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Iron maiden

Fear of the dark
Fear of the dark
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Be quick or be dead
From here to eternity
Afraid to shoot strangers
Fear is the key
Childhood's end
Wasting love
The fugitive
Chains of misery
The apparition
Judas my guide
Weekend warrior
Fear of the dark
nodding donkey blues
space station no. 5
roll over vic vella
i can't see my feelings
no prayer for the dying (live)
public enema number one (live)
hooks in you (live)
Be quick or be dead
Covered in sinners and dripping with gilt
Making you money from slime and from filth
Parading your bellies in ivory towers
Investing our lives in your schemes and your powers

You got to watch them - Be quick or be dead
Snake eyes in heaven - The thief in your head
You've got to watch them - Be quick or be dead
Snake eyes in heaven - The thief in your head...
Be quick! Or be dead!
Be quick! Or be dead

See... what's ruling all our lives
See... who's pulling the strings...
I bet you won't fall on your face...
Your belly will hold you in place

The serpent is crawling inside of your ear
He says you must vote for what you want to hear
Don't matter what's wrong as long as you're alright
So pull yourself stupid and rob yourself blind
				
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From here to eternity
She fell in love with his greasy machine
She leaned over wiped his head kickstart clean
She'd never seen the beast before
But she left there wanting more more more
But when she was walking on down the road
She heard a sound that made her heart explode
He whispered to her to get on the back
"I'll take you on a ride from here to eternity"

Hell ain't a bad place
Hell is from here to eternity
Hell ain't a bad place
Hell is from here to eternity

She must be having one of her crazy dreams
She'd never sat on a piece so mean
It made her feel like she's on cloud nine
She even thought she heard the engine sigh

But like all dreams that come to an end
They took a tumble at the devil's bend
The beast and Charlotte they were two of a kind
They'd always take the line... from here to eternity

Hell ain't a bad place
Hell is from here to eternity
Hell ain't a bad place
Hell is from here to eternity
				
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Afraid to shoot strangers
Lying awake at night I wipe the sweat from my brow
But it's not the fear 'cos I'd rather go now

Trying to visualize the horrors that will lay ahead
The desert sand mound a burial ground

When it comes to the time
Are we partners in crime?
When it comes to the time
We'll be ready to die

God let us go now and finish what's to be done
Thy Kingdom Come
Thy shall be done... on earth

Trying to justify to ourselves the reasons to go
Should we live and let live Forget or forgive

But how can we let them go on this way?
The reign of terror corruption must end
And we know deep down there's no other way
No trust, no reasoning, no more to say

Afraid to shoot strangers
Afraid to shoot strangers
				
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Fear is the key
We live our lives in fever
In a choking sweat of fear
In the heat of the night you can feel so much
In the heat of the night I scream
"Don't touch!"

I remember a time when we used and abused
And fought all our battles in vain
I remember a time we thought that passion was free
In the heart of the night... bodies aflame

We live in fever...

I hear your secret heartbeat
I can hear your silent cries
The kids have lost their freedom
And nobody cares till somebody famous dies...

I remember a time when we used and abused
And fought all our battles in vain
I remember a time we thought that passion was free
In the heart of the night... bodies aflame

Now we live, in a world of uncertainty
Fear is the key - to what you want to be
You don't get a say the majority gets its way
You're outnumbered by the bastards till the day you die...
				
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Childhood's end
'd sail across the ocean
I'd walk a hundred miles
If I could make it to the end
Oh just to see a smile

You see it in their faces
The sadness in their tears
The desperation and the anger
Madness and the fear

No hope, no life, just pain and fear
No food, no love, just greed is here

Starvation and the hunger
The suffering and the pain
The agonies of all-out war
When will it come again?

The struggle for the power
A tyrant tries again
Just what the hell is going on?
When will it ever end?

No hope, no life, just pain and fear
No food, no love, just greed is here

You see the full moon float
You watch the red sun rise
We take these things for granted
But somewhere someone's dying

Contaminated waters
Pollution and decay
Just waiting for disease to strike
Oh will we learn someday?

No hope, no life, just pain and fear
No food, no love, no seed
childhood's end
				
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Wasting love
Maybe one day I'll be an honest man
Up till now I'm doing the best I can
Long roads, long days, of sunrise, to sunset
Sunrise to sunset

Dream on brother, while you can
Dream on sister, I hope you find the one
All of our lives, covered up quickly by the tides of time

Spend your days full of emptiness
Spend your years full of loneliness
Wasting love, in a desperate caress
Rolling shadows of nights

Dream on brother, while you can
Dream on sister, I hope you find the one
All of our lives, covered up quickly by the tides of time

Sands are flowing and the lines are in your hand
In your eyes I see the hunger, and the
desperate cry that tears the night
				
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The fugitive
On a cold October morning
As frost lay on the ground
Waiting to make my move I make no sound

Waiting for the mist to cover all around
I carefully picked my time then took the wall

I'm sick and tired of running
The hunger and the pain
A stop to look about then off again

Being at the wrong place
And the wrong time
Suspected of a hit that was my crime

I am a fugitive being hunted down like game
I am a fugitive but I've got to clear my name

Always looking 'round me
Forever looking back
I'll always be a target for attack

Ever moving onwards
Always on the run
Waiting for the sight of a loaded gun

I am a fugitive being hunted down like game
I am a fugitive but I've got to clear my name

Even if I find them
And get to clear my name
I know that things can never be the same

But if I ever prove My innocence some day
I've got to get them all to make them pay

I am a fugitive being hunted down like game
I am a fugitive but I've got to clear my name
				
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Chains of misery
There's a madman in the corner of your eye
He likes to pry - into your sunlight
He wants to burst into the street with you and I
A world of shadows and of rain
He's seen what love is...
He wants to pay you back with guilt...

He lies to you he won't let you be
He's got your chains of misery
He won't be still till he's turned your key
He holds your chains of misery

There's a prophet in the gutter in the street
He say "you're damned!" -
and you believe him...
He's got a vision but it shines out through your eyes
A world of hatred and fear...
He's felt what love means...
He wants to pay you back with pain

He lies to you - he won't let you be
He's got your chains of misery
He won't be still till he's turned the key
He holds your chains of misery

It's only love that holds the key to
our hearts...
It's only love...

He lies to you he won't let you be
He's got your chains of misery
He won't be still till he's turned the key
He holds your chains of misery

He lies to you he won't let you be
He's got your chains of misery
He won't be still till he's turned the key
He holds your chains of misery
				
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The apparition
Now I'm here can you see me
'Cos I'm out on my own
When the room goes cold tell me you can feel me
.........'cos I'm here

Here I am, can you see me
Passing through, on my way
To a place I'd been to only in my dreams... before

In a world of delusion
Never turn your back on a friend
'Cos you can count your
real true friends on one hand

.........through life

There are those that deceive you
There are those that'll let you down
Is there someone out there that would die for you
.........thought not

Live your life with a passion
Everything you do, do well
You only get out of life what you put in
.........so they say

In a world of confusion
People never say what they mean
If you want a straight answer go look for one
.........right now

In a room full of strangers
Do you stand with your back to the wall
Do you sometimes feel like you're on the outside
.........looking in?

You can make your own luck
You create your destiny
I believe you have the power if you want to
.........it's true

You can do what you want to
If you try a little bit harder
A little bit of faith goes a long way
.........it does

Are we here for a reason?
I'd like to know just what you think
It would be nice to know what happens when we die
.........wouldn't it?

There are some who are wise
There are some who are born naive
I believe that there are some that must have lived before
.........don't you?

As for me, well I'm thinking
You gotta keep an open mind
But I hope that my life's not an open and shut case

Extrasensory Perception
Life after death, telepathy
Can the soul live on and travel through space and time?

You know I feel so elated
'Cos I'm about to find it out
And when I know all the answers
Maybe then I'll come back
.........to fill you in

You don't be alarmed now
If I try to contact you
If things go missing or get moved around
...it's me
And don't disbelieve it
No matter what your "friends" might say
We'll meet up again someplace some way
.........one day
				
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Judas my guide
Lights out - We live in a world of darkness
No doubt - Everything's up for sale
We sleep - All of the world is burning
We pray - To god for a better deal
Nothing is sacred - Back then or now
Everything's wasted...
Is that all there is?
Can I go now?

Judas my guide
Whispers in the night
Judas my guide

Fight wars - Die in a blaze of glory
Come home - Meat in a plastic sack
Fall down - Better pray to your God for mercy
So kneel - and help the blade cut clean
Nothing is sacred - Back then or now Everyone's wasted...
Is that all there is?
Is that it now?

I live in the black
I have no guiding light
I'm whispering in your dreams...

Judas my guide
Whispers in the night
Judas my guide

Judas my guide
Whispers in the night
Judas my guide
				
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Weekend warrior
The rebel of yesterday, tomorrow's fool
Who are you kidding being that cool?

Trying to break away from running with the pack
But they ain't listening so you've gotta go back

You're a weekend warrior when you're one of the crowd
But it's over, just look at you now...

You're not so brave the way you behave
It makes you sick, gotta get out quick
It's all bravado when you're out with your mates
It's like a different person goes through those gates
And the game begins
the adrenalin's high
Feel the tension maybe someone will die...

A weekend warrior lately
A weekend warrior sometimes
A weekend warrior maybe you ain't that way anymore

You've gotta get out gotta get away
But you're in with a clique it's not easy to stray
You've gotta admit you're just living a lie
It didn't take long to work out why

It's hard to say why you got involved
Just wanting to be part
just wanting to belong...

A weekend warrior lately
A weekend warrior sometimes
A weekend warrior maybe you ain't that way anymore

Some of the things that you've done you feel so ashamed
After all it's only a game... isn't it?
And after all the adrenalin's gone
What you gonna do on Monday?

A weekend warrior lately
A weekend warrior sometimes
A weekend warrior maybe you were never like that at all
				
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Fear of the dark
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 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 folklores
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 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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nodding donkey blues
settle down!

she's got legs... like an airship,
she's got an arse.... like [unintelligible]
she's got tits... just like hot air balloons... and i mean the hindenburg!
she's the biggest girl, i'm gonna get there soon
yeah, you know what i mean

she's got love when you want it, but she never lets go when you get it
you disappear inside, you're never seen again... lost forever!
she's the biggest girl, i'm gonna get there soon
alright, here we go...

should be some kind of guitar solo here...

well i met her in a bar, she was propping up the wall
i don't think she was available, she was made of concrete [unintelligible]
i met her in a bar, she was propping up the wall
in fact she was nailed to it
i gotta admit, [unintelligible] babe... let's get down to it baby!

she had a brain like a sheep-dip, she got love like a cesspit on her mind
she was a big girl, she was big.
i mean she was big, she was fucking huge! enormous!
needed a sign overhead [unintelligible] never even had landing permission!

one more!

oh we sailed across the ocean you and me
i looked like a flea on the back of a sperm whale
oh yeah, i was waving a match inside the albert hall!
				
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space station no. 5
start with the sun and move on out
the future's in the skies above
the heaven's gonna fold and a new star is born
space and time makin' love

oh what a time we had living on the ground
i've moved to station no. 5, see you next time around
next time around

as far as you want, move on out,
it's all in the mind you know
i feel so low, haven't ever seen this day,
it's here, it's time to go

oh what a time we had living on the ground
i've moved to station no. 5, see you next time around
next time around

remember when it was so clear,
with the shadow [unintelligible] in the rain
if the time suits you right,
i'm leaving tonight
nyah nyah nyah nyah nyah....
come fly away with me!

it's getting faster lads! hurry up! here comes metallica in the rear-view mirror!
and it's also a [leads] by [electric]... [too fast to understand]
at the finish it's prick... it's... and at the finish it's prick followed by the wanker,
followed by cunt with arsehole finishing a close fourth.



nicko: are we off?
bruce: yeah!
nicko: a-one, two-two, th... er... three. [acoustic guitar starts]

bruce: [putting on rod smallwood's yorkshire accent]

i don't know what this bloody track's doing there... bloody track.
what are these bloody knobs?... what is?... what are you doing here?
what about doing all this bloody music? stop that! stop that nicko!
bloody hell! i've had this! what about the bloody deadline?
pissing about in the bloody studio all the time!
i mean i'm bloody sat here working my fingers to the bone,
trying to get this bloody album out at the top of the bloody artwork
and steve wants some bloody blobby tatoo on his bloody willie
to draw the bloody head in. what the bloody hell do they think i am?
i've bloody got to walk into the bloody emi, capitol,
and the biggest bloody record companies in the bloody world and say
"look here's a bloody picture of a bloody eddie with a bloke
and his fucking dick"! what the bloody hell do you all think
they're gonna make of that?

why can't they write songs about proper things like cricket?
aaargh, god! boycott! there we go, man! there, man!
they're writing bloody stupid songs these day, you know what i mean?
gremlins two the bloody great film, you know.
if i'd wanted the band to be bloody in it well they'd be bloody in it
and all this, you know, bloody stupid. bloody blood everywhere, it's brilliant!
bloody hell, where's the bloody cricket? i know it's christmas!
it shouldn't make any fucking difference should it,
they should be putting cricket on. speaking of christmas,
i invited some bastard round at christmas.
he ain't paid me for the bloody turkey yet. what did he have?
two-thirds of a breast and half a thigh.
that'll be five pounds sixty-three pence.
what a cunt, there's some bloody arseholes around these days.
you never know, they stab you in the back as soon as look at you.

nicko! nicko! nicko stop wearing that bloody jacket in those photo sessions.
you look bloody pregnant, man. oooh, don't give me that stupid look.
how many bloody chins have you got? never mind how many chins i've got.
how many bloody chins have you got?
couldn't you dress appropriately on a golf course, nicko.
nooo! you don't wear... you wouldn't come onto a bloody golf course
or a bloody drumkit wearing a bloody...
a bloody silk bloody satin bloody whatever the bloody hell it is, would you?
well, i don't care if you're a pop star, you're a bloody...
you're on a bloody golf course now. you're bloody embarrassing me.
you're embarrassing me. you come with a bloody jacket and tie next time, i tell you.

now, shut up 'cos i'm going to address... no,
i'm not gonna bloody address the envelope, i'm gonna address the ball.
right, i'm adjusting the ball. i'm standing here right now, ok.
[mumbles something unintelligible] where's the bloody ball?
right here, right. see now... fault! fault! get out of the bloody way,
you stupid...! get out of the way, you stupid arseholes! get out!
i'm bloody going to play the f... i'm bloody going to play the ball!
fucking f... i'll hit them on the bloody head never mind. right.
here we go, right. whooooo... bastard! bollocks off! fucking hell!
fuck! fuck! fuck! it's all you bloody fault.
it's all you bloody fault. it's all... i can pick it up, can't i? why not?!
what is it? what? what's up with the fucking rules? what bloody rules?
these stupid bloody rules. well how should i... where is it? in the water!?
what am i suppos... look! well you'll have to get it. it's your bloody fault.
you bloody get it! yes, now! i'm not...
i don't care if it's not part of your job description. record producer?
wha... well you'll never bloody work again.
get in that bloody water now or you'll never bloody work again.
bloody nerve! record producer! you know who i am?
what do you mean you've never heard of me?
you must have seen me number plate, it's on me range rover.
where do i live? well how should i know if there's any mountains in bayswater?
i only go out to get the sunday papers! anyway they're bloody late, aren't they?

you know, i mean... i mean what good is the bloody music without the... see,
what good is the bloody music without the sleeve i ask him.
no! no! no! nobody's bothered about the music steve. only you and the fans.
i mean... i mean if it wasn't for the bloody fans i wouldn't be here!
you understand? you know, i mean i'm only bloody... i'm not doing this for fun!
you know, i mean... steve... no, no, no. steve...
no, no, no. no need to talk to me like that steve. now look...
now look, i'm only arguing with you for fun, steve.
no, of course i don't mean it. i just want to give you the you know...
drive you to an early grave, you know.

but, er... nick... oh, oh... nicko! nicko! nicko, not behind that bush.
nooo! it's win... it's windsor bloody golf course, the bloody queen plays here.
if she fucking played golf she'd play here! oh for christ's...
what if bloody lord what's his name walked here. ooooh.....

you what? 'fear of the dark'? you want to call it 'fear of the dark'?
[sighs] hold on, i'll see what the bloke at the bloody off-license thinks about it.
like, listen. i've spoken to the bloke at the bloody off-license and
i've spoken to the minicab driver, and he thinks it should be called
'blood sweat'n'beer', nothing like a bloody good yorshire title, like.
look, you get on with the bloody music and we'll deal with important stuff like,
you know, the marketing and the design and the sleeve and the photograph,
anything goes to me. i've got a lot better title.
what about 'l.a.'s from here to eternity' or
'bayswater ain't a bad place to be'? well i know bayswater isn't rock'n'roll,
steve, but neither was monterey until bloody hendrix went there.
the isle of wight was never bloody rock'n'roll until the bloody beatles went there.
oh i know the beatles never went there, but it's only a bloody detail.
don't be so fucking pedantic. oh, bloody hell! what? this bloody song?
this bloody song... what about calling it...
what about calling it 'fear of the golf'? 'fear of the golf' no, not the gulf!
you don't want to depress everybody. what's that got to do with...
you've already got a song about the gulf war.
'afraid to shoot strangers', this is about the gulf war.
well the gulf war's over, steve! it's already happened and it's not news anymore.
couldn't you change it, one letter and make it about golf.
golf's happening all the time! it happens every bloody year.
the gulf war never happens every bloody year, does it?
i mean they'll have forgotten about it in five years' time.
you're not singing about the bloody second world war now.
but nobody's singing songs about golf. you'll go to the bloody market,
i'm telling you! you will! you will!

what is this bloody bit of graffitti on the bog wall?
"i'm not afraid to shoot managers"! who put it there?
who put it there, hands up! who put it there? who did? merck?
merck put it there? he bloody works for me.
he never told me he could read or write!
i'll have to bloody watch my back now.
there's a bloody conspiracy theory going on. bloody hell!

who wants to talk to me? who? who's on the phone? an artist?
bloody namby pamby, tell him to fuck off i'm watching the bloody golf.
oh, somebody still owes me for half the cost of that bloody turkey when he came 'round for christmas dinner.
bloody nerve! mind you! mind you, you do have to look up.
you know, i mean the lads, they not so     bad.
i know they don't mean everything they say because...
because ultimately i'm always right.
and in the end it's always my ideas that do get chosen even though
i didn't think of them. well, not quite.
i mean i like to think of meself as being a... a creative geoffrey boycott.
you know, like the bloke who stood there for hours and hours until the crowd went still,
and then he was still shown on the telly after they were all dead.
oh, yes! the legend will live on! and they bloody know me down the indian, you know.
i'm a bloody superhuman cricket man, boycotting existential golfing machine!
i can't dig the blues, but i can dig a bloody [unintelligible],
i can bloody tell you! i'm a massless millionaire, a bloody vulcanised superviking.
i'm frederick roderick smallwood, with my own bloody number plate.
i'll bloody tell them. i tell you i'm bloody glad i came back here from l.a.

england bloody needs me.
				
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roll over vic vella
vic: ...well.

steve: oh yeah?

vic: went down ten feet, got a jcb from the road 'cause my other one wouldn't reach. dug it out... after ten or fifteen minutes he went back to the hole to check the height... full of water! must have come from the river, eh?

steve: dunno...someone must have pissed in it.

vic: say well, fucking big piss... somebody did.

someone: something you were doing down the [unintelligible]

vic: trying to feed it through the ground, it's like a well. about three feet deep. so i....that's right, fucking john shit himself. there was soil, it's like quicksand.... he went down there to spread the fucking soil, and he's sinking in, isn't he. he suddenly reached for the fucking fork lift and i lifted up he couldn't reach it... he was shitting himself. he was just going by the [unintelligible] at the end of the boots. he said "i'm fucking going, i'm going! just lower the fucking forklift quick!" and he grabbed hold of it, so i had to lift it up with him hanging on the end of it. good job he didn't let go otherwise [splat-sound] right in the fucking mud!

(solo: dave murray)

gonna write a little letter, gonna mail it to my local mp
he's a maltese man and he's mowing the lawn my way
roll over vic vella, give me more bales of hay

roll over vic vella, roll over vic vella
roll over vic vella, roll over vic vella
roll over vic vella, don't you mow that lawn my way

early in the morning i'm giving you a warning
don't you step on my tractor blades
hey diddle diddle he's on the fiddle
and he ain't got nothing to lose
roll over vic vella, tell the tax man the bad news

roll over vic vella, roll over vic vella
roll over vic vella, roll over vic vella
roll over vic vella, don't you tell the tax man the news

you want to buy a truck and need a new vcr
vic he gonna say he knows where they are
roll over vic vella, i see that panda-car

(solo: dave murray)

roll over vic vella, roll over vic vella
roll over vic vella, roll over vic vella
roll over vic vella, don't you play those games with me

roll over vic vella, roll over vic vella
roll over vic vella, roll over vic vella
roll over vic vella, don't you play those games with me

roll over vic vella, roll over vic vella
roll over vic vella, roll over vic vella
roll over vic vella, don't you play that game with me

				
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i can't see my feelings
i can't see my feelings
open my eyes
i can't see my feelings
open a pair of eyes

i can't see my feelings
keep them behind
i just keep on reeling
running back down the line

oh, i can't stand that screaming
don't even try
music fans some feelings
it'll be tell me why

i can't stop that feeling
showing me why
man i love that feeling
yeah, blowin' me right through the sky

oh hey hey hey hey hey hey
oh, listen to what she says
if it's good, it's nice
				
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no prayer for the dying (live)


there are times when i've wondered
and times when i've cried
when my prayers they were answered
at times when i've lied
but if you asked me a question
would i tell you the truth
now there's something to bet on
you've got nothing to lose

when i've sat by the window
and gazed at the rain
with an ache in my heart
but never feeling the pain
if you would tell me
just what my life means
walking a long road
never reaching the end

(solo: dave murray)
(solo: janick gers)
(solo: dave murray)

god give me the answers to my life
god give me the answers to my dreams
god give me the answers to my prayers
god give me the answers to my being
				
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public enema number one (live)
when it all comes down the line and the lights they turn to greed
and you race off with your tyres screaming  rolling thunder
and the people choke with poison, children cry in fear
but you've got your fast bullet, one way ticket outta here

fall on your knees today and pray the world will mend its ways
get to your feet again, refugees from the heartbreak and the pain

in the cities in the streets there's a tension you can feel
the breaking strain is fast approaching  guns and riots
the politicians gamble and lie to save their skins
and the press get fed the scapegoats  public enema number one

fall on your knees today and pray the world will mend its ways
get to your feet again, refugees from the heartbreak and the pain

(solo: dave murray)

a million network slaves in an advertising new age
i don't need a crystal ball to sell ya
your children have more brains than your drug-infested remains
california dreaming as the earth dies screaming

fall on your knees today and pray the world will mend its ways
get to your feet again, refugees from the heartbreak and the pain
				
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hooks in you (live)
i got the keys to view at number 22
behind my green door there's nothing to see
stone cold sober and sitting in silence,laid
back and looking for symphaty
i like a girl who knows where she's bound
i don't like girls who've been hanging around

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hooks in you,hooks in me,hooks in the ceiling
for that well hung feeling
no big deal,no big sin,strung up on love i
got the hooks screwed in

chorus

she's tied up she can't come to the phone
you must have got your wires crossed cos she ain't home
knock on wood-you know i like that sound
she never could keep her feet on the ground

chorus

right on the money got it wrapped up tight
new ideas for the decor tonight
gonna make this house a preservation zone
gonna set her in concrete set her up on her own
				
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