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Wasted years / Stranger in a strange land
Wasted years
Stranger in a strange land
Wasted years
Reach out
Sheriff of huddersfield
Stranger in a strange land
That girl
Listen with Nicko part VIII
Wasted years
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.

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.

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.

Reach out
It's over your head
And you don't seem to understand
One word I say
And you can't live your life
Trying to run away

You're fighting your friends
You're wearing everybody out
But it never ends
You're wearing me out

Come on
Reach out
And let somebody in your life

Don't get me wrong
You always apologize
It's just your way
Of making a scene
You need to be loved
It's not such a crime

(repeat chorus)

Over your head
You just don't seem to understand
One word I say
And you can't live your life
You got so much love
It's burning inside

(repeat chorus)

Sheriff of huddersfield
Life in a city living in L.A.
Is a long way from Huddersfield town
The back of the Rainbow's a long way from heaven
But that's where he get's his pork pie
Limos and ladies they're driving him queasy
Rugby and cricket's unknown
Baseball and football they're making him lazy
Your fan club says "Rodney come home"

The Sheriff of Huddersfield locked in his castle
Look down on Hollywood Hills
The Sheriff of Huddersfield locked in his castle
You're our own Hot Rod on wheels

A good game of arrows a few dozen barrels
The Nautilus rusts in the yard
But for Yorkshire he's yearning but because he's earning
He'll always live in L.A.
A custom made wallet that stays in his pocket
And never comes out to pay bills
He's winning at poker and playing the Joker
And he always cheats when he deals

(repeat chorus)

(Rodney's rap)
Hello, let me introduce meself!
My name is Rodney. I'm  immensely strong.
When I were a lad, I could lift up five
navies on an end of a shovel.
The reason I never took martial arts because
I was immensely fearsome and
I'd probably kill everybody
I came into contact with it.
I was phenomenally strong.
Pride and ego, my lads, pride and ego,
is what makes the world rotate.
And everybody knows the centre of the universe is Huddersfield
but I don't live there anymore.
I live in Los Angeles.
It's great!... I think

Rufus the red has a crane by his bed
To wrench himself up in the morn'
But if you dare to tread at the foot of his bed
You'll wish you'd never been born.
A bear with a sore head we mean your forehead
He slumbers for most of the day
Wide eyed and legless baked beans for breakfast
Your problem Rodney L.A.

(repeat chorus)

Stranger in a strange land
Was many years ago that I left home and came this way,
I was a young man full of hopes and dreams,
But now it seems to me that all is lost and nothing gained,
Sometimes things ain't what they seem,
No brave new world, no brave new world,
No brave new world, no brave new world.

Night and day I scan horizon, sea and sky,
My spirit wanders endlessly,
Until the day will dawn and friends from home discover why,
Hear me calling, rescue me,
Set me free, set me free,
Lost in this place and leave no trace.

Stranger in a strange land,
Land of ice and snow,
Trapped here in this prison, yeah!
Lost and far from home.

One hundred years have gone and men again they came that way,
To find the answer to the mystery,
They found his body lying where it fell on that day,
Preserved in time for all to see,
No brave new world, no brave new world,
Lost in this place, and leave no trace.

Stranger in a strange land,
Land of ice and snow,
Trapped here in this prison, yeah!
Lost and far from home.

That girl
The words she said turned out why
desperation fills her eyes
Hold her in your arms
don't let go

When you taste defeat, when you loose again
Fight and win, never give in
Hold her in your arms
don't let go

That girl you need
Gonna knock you off your feet
That girl, you know
She'll never let you go

That girl, That girl, That girl you need
That girl, That girl, That girl, That girl

Can you hear her call, call out your name
Think about you, cry without you
Hold her in your arm
Don't let go

Can you taste defeat, when you loose again
Fight and win, never give in
Hold her in your arms
don't let go





You need!

Yeah it cost me a bundle
Trying to track you down
It's true
Yeah and it's the truth
I'm looking from town to town for you
You know you never offered much security
Do you know I'm gonna get you back?
You just wait and see

I'm never goin' back Juanita
I know you never got my call
I'm never goin' back Juanita
Never at all

Year I'm spending a long time
Trying to work it out for true
Yeah it's such small crime
Thirsting over you
Living in a Chelsea flat
Seems so lonely now
I just know I gotta get you back
I just don't know how

I'm never goin' back Juanita
I know you never got my call
I'm never goin' back Juanita
Never at all

Yeah I just got to tell you
I'm gonna leave it up to you
Yeah what more can I say?
What more can I do?
Living in a Chelsea flat
Seems so lonely now
I just know I gotta get you back
I just don't know how

I'm never goin' down on Juanita
Never gonna make that call
Never goin' down on Juanita
Never at all
I'm never goin' down on Juanita
Never gonna make that call
Never goin' down on Juanita
Two fingers at all
I'm never goin' back Juanita
Never goin' down on you Juanita
I'm never goin' back Juanita ...

Listen with Nicko part VIII
Oooooh, allow me to introduce myself! 
My name is... well you know who that is, don't you, boys and girls! 
Yes! If you are listening now, which you should be, or you have just done... 
Wasted Years, ooooh an Adrian Smith composition, and Reach Out by a guy called Dave Calwell, 
and The Sheriff Of Huddersfield. 
Yeeeess, the sheriff, the one and only, 
Mr. Rodney Smallwood who we shall be speaking lots and lots and loads of verbal about very shortly. 
First of all, let me move this little scrap of paper out of the way, 
so I can speak to this stupid microphone without this.... 
(hits microphone)... stupid headphones falling off! 
Right! Yes. Adrian's first single as a writer... A-side of the band and all that. 
Bleedin' good stuff! 
Do you know that that song means that there is no good looking to lost opportunities in the past? 
Well who does, stupid people! Uh, you should always take hold of the present. 
Ah! That reminds me, I tied a bow on my boy last night, 
and that's what she said to me then... let's take hold of the present! 
Eh? Don't you get it? ...stupid people...

Anyway! Haha! Reach Out has Adrian singing, which is on the B-side, 
on the old mumbling jumbling vocals, and he used to play in a band called Urchin! 
Urchin... get out of it. And, he had a bloke in the band called Dave Calwell, 
and I believe Andy Barnett was in there, we'll talk him in a minute. 
Anyway, we had a little band called The Entire Population Of Hackney, see? 
And we did this little song, as we did... oh yes by the way, 
we've got Stranger In A Strange Land and That Girl and Juanita, (drums and sings)... 
"I'm never going back Juanita... I'm never going back.." 
Right! Now, that was written by a guy called Derek O'Neil and guy called Steve Barnacle. 
But first of all, yes, I'd better give you the release date, which was the 22nd of November 1986. 
And it reached the chart position of 22, the avenue... 
ah! Anyway, nevertheless, yes. Stranger In A Strange Land... 
I will mention this because That Girl and Juanita which were on the B-side of this 
were actually songs that we recorded ... with me and Adrian, just playing them on our own. 
Now not alot of people know that. But we did. The rest of the lazy gits in the band, 
they couldn't be bothered to learn the poxy song! 
So we went in there and recorded it ourselves! They said... 'Arry goes, "I don't f'king know this..." 
"Well go learn it!" He said, "well f'king why don't you record it, then I'll learn it." 
"Well that's a bit silly, isn't it?" 
He said, "No, go on. You get your f'king butts in there, the pair of you. 
You know the song, you do it!" So we did. And it turned out pretty good, didn't it? 
So those three songs were done like that.

Anyway, talking of... talking of That Girl by the way, for a second. 
A guy called Andy Barnett wrote that song. (unintelligible)... 
I went out the other night with this f'king red-head. 
No, no hair, just a f'king red head! Hahahaha! Anyway! Moving back, yes. 
Wasted Years, did mention it was released the 6th of September 1986? 
That one, by the way, reached the chart position of 18. 
And that wasn't bad was it? Nice one for H, first... first A-side, as I said, that he's written.

And then, moving on, it says here Sheriff Of Huddersfield 
as you very well know because you've just bloody listened to it, haven't you, you lucky lot. 
Now, I got to give you a little bit of history on our Rod Smallwood, 
our governor there, our second in command. 
Now, you picture this... there he is, living in the hills... Los... 
a little place called Los Angeles, a little speck on the map. 
Los f'king Angeles, it's called. 
And, he's living up in his little castle there, which is sort of up beyond the rainbow, see? 
Which is off the Sunset Strip. 
Anyway, he misses... he enormously misses his (unintelligible), his (unintelligible) peas, 
his pork pies, and his rugby, and his cricket. 
Now, as you know, over in the great US of A, 
they've got this f'king abbreviation sort of game, or sort of a mixture game of rugby, 
and they call it f'king football! 
Stupid twits, it ain't nothing like football, what is it! 
Anyway, nevertheless. He don't want to settle for that, he's wants all this... 
"Yooooo me old cronies, oooh jeezzz I missum all so much oh 
I'm drinking down at the pub five bloody pints of Yorkshire bitter with me pals, 
yooooo mamby pambies for me, oooooo."

So he misses it real big time, so there he is living out in the foothills of Los Angeles, 
so he thinks here I know what I'll do, 
"Yooooo, I'll get meself a bloody satelite and I'll stick it on top the bloody roof, 
and I can tune into all them bloody bleedin bojack company's coverage of the first, 
second, and third, and any bloody test match I can get my hands on." 
Plus all these rugby bits and pieces. 
So, he calls out this firm and he gets this satelite stuck on his roof, and the guy... 
"ah si amigo! I have it all working for you now! 
There's nothing wrong! It's all cool..." 
So and Rod goes, "Ok, well you f'king well wait there, let me go and have a look." 
And he presses the buttons, right? And what does he get? 
All the American programs.... 
all these poxy South American things with all these "whoabluaahabluahablee"...
all that stuff going on, and you don't know what the f'king hell mumbo jumling they're doing, 
and they don't even have a clue what a f'king rugby ball looks like. 
So, he's pissed off! "Yoooo bloody no good to me! 
You know how much bloody money I spent on this bloody piece of shit! 
Dooooo, I can't even get my bloody bleedin bojack company! 
Oooooo, I've had enough!" So, oh I should add, ladies and gentlemen, that he's moved back to England! 
Haha, God bless him. Anyway, he wanted us to go out there and live with him. 
You know, he said "Yoooo, come on guys... yoooo, ...(unintelligible stuff)... 
Doooo, I've got me own little corner of the rainbow, Ooooo, I've got my own mushie piece pizza, 
and all that stuff good." 
Dear old Kieth Wilford, god bless him, 
he used to have to record all the old test matches and rugby games 
and send them federal express overnight to Rod, cause he needed to keep up with it. 
You know, so it was real serious for him out there.

And so, we had this song that Adrian had written that we had recorded on the Somewhere In Time album... 
at that period of time. And we thought, well come on then, lets put some words to this song, 
cause we didn't actually have any words. 
So, as it transpires, we decided to write a song about Rod, and we'd call it Sheriff Of Huddersfield. 
By the way, I didn't tell ya... he actually is from Huddersfield, 
"Yoooo, bloody up north, yoooo," a hundred kilometres due north of Watford. 
Anyway! We all sat down, I was actually out of the room for about half an hour 
or fourty minutes before this... you know, before... 
I walked in the room, everybody was sitting down, roadies, Steve Gadd, you know, Mike Kenney, 
Robbie Price, and Bill Barkeley, they were all in there... 
couple of studio engineers that were friendly to the band and that, and anybody.... 
But mind you, really it was only the band and the crew cause they knew Rod, 
so everybody came up with these ideas, and sort of the lyrics were down together by the whole lot of us. 
So, theres a bit in the middle isn't it, where Roddy goes... Bruce actually, goes, 
"Yooooo, allow me to introduce myself, my name is Rodney and I'm immensely strong! 
I can lift five navies on the end of a shovel!" 
And it goes on like... well in that section, 
there's just a little spot where Bruce had to do that narrative bit, and he basically ad-libbed it. 
We had some... he had some notes, but he really just kind of blew through it, 
and it came out perfectly at the end of that sort of little solo section where Bruce does that little part. 
And so when he did it we were absolutely creased up, 
we could not believe it, we just started laughing and Martin Birch... 
Martin Jarr, the Gov'nor, or the animal, Birch, and all the good name and things we gave him over the years. 
He couldn't stop laughing, all the nobs were getting all butted out of place, 
and everyone was screaming and laughing and riotous. 
And thats how we sort of formulated The Sheriff Of Huddersfield.

But it was funny. And we thought, what's Rod gonna do... 
Oh whoah, by the way, one other thing about that was we couldn't let him know about it, 
cause we thought well if he find's out about it, he'll be onto the governors down at EMI there, 
and he'll be going, "Yoooo, bloody having none of that! Give us the bloody master tape! 
Yoooo, I'll bloody eat it! Give it to me now!" And so we thought well we'd better not let them... 
let him know. So we actually got in touch with the people at EMI and said to them, 
whatever you do, don't let Rod know there's a third track on this single. 
And keep it hidden from him, and you know don't let him hear anything until you've pressed it, 
cut the single, and it's all... cut it and pressed it and it's all ready to go. 
So, it was one of the best kept secrets in the business at that time, cause if he'd have found out, 
"Yooooo! That's it!" After he heard it, he said "That's it, yoooo! You're fired, the bloody lot of you! 
Yooooo, I don't want to be your manager! Yoooo." 
We said, "Sorry. We're gonna hold you to your f'king contract, so there!" 
Hahahaha! No, god bless him, he took it great... 
he sort of gave us a bit of a hard time for awhile, 
but I think he saw the error of his ways and he moved back to England 
and now he's happier and he lives happily ever after down the road with Missus Kathy. 
So! Hi Kath! How you doing!

Anyway! Yes, Stranger In A Strange Land, that's moving on,
I've only got a few minutes now to tell you about the sleeve for this here single. 
And, Stranger In A Strange Land was based on a story that Adrian had read in the newspaper 
about and expedition that got lost in the North Pole... silly gits! 
Course they f'king get lost, there's no signposts up there, are there! 
And they found some frozen bodies almost perfectly preserved... 
I wonder what parts were not preserved... hmmm... Anyway! 
Adrian, apparently he met one of the expedition who was a survivor.... 
I guess he must have been a bit old, eh, it was f'king years ago. 
I dunno. Anyway no, he bought the album because of the song, apparently, 
and now he's actually one of Maiden's top fans. 
So there, stuff that up your jaxie, see! Anyway, there we go, say no more. 
Yes, oh well yes, I was going to say about the sleeve for this here distinguished sleeve, 
as we looked at it we see Eddie, don't we? And he, who's he look like? 
Eh? "Go ahead punk! Make my day!" Buuuh! Yes, it's Clint Eastwood no less, himself! 
I wonder if he seen this, I wonder what he thought when he that grotesque Eddie, 
looking like him with the old cigarette in the gob. 
You know, standing in that stupid bar with all them silly twits around him from Star Wars 
and all that stuff, you know. 
Well there you go, Eddie was Clint Eastwood in that, well see. And yeah, good song, good single! 
And thanks to you guys, chart position 22 as I said, 
released the 22nd of November as I said, if I didn't... 
(hits microphone).... too bad! Don't you die on me this time, microphone... There you go!

Oh by the way, just to mention that Andy Barnett and Dave Calwell 
who both have songs on the B-sides of that there Wasted Years and Stranger In A Strange Land 
are actually performing, yes, no less performing... no you twits, playing the guitars on 
Adrian's solo album which is called As Soon As Possible, I guess, 
or Adrian Smith and Pals, or Azzap, or as about...ap, or whatever. 
You can work it out, you can come up with your own abbreviation for that. 
But, there you go, listen to that, sweet stuff! I'm going. 
I've been in here too bleeding long, I'm going down to the pub. 
You've gotta admit I deserve it by now, I've sat in this place and I've gotta go. 
That's all there is to it.

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