Burning Ambition
(Harris)
So you think you can own me, well you'd better just think again
You'd better watch your steps now, woman, cause I ain't like those other men
There's something burning inside me that makes me want to be free
And when I get these feelings honey, you better keep away from me
There's things in life now, baby, that I know I've got to do
And I need your love now, baby, to help me see it through
So you think you can own me, well you'd better just think again
You'd better watch your steps now, woman, cause I ain't like those other men
Look out
So you think you can own me, well you'd better just think again
You'd better watch your steps now, woman, cause I ain't like those other men
There's something burning inside me that makes me want to be free
And when I get these feelings honey, you better keep away from me
|
| Drifter
(Harris)
Crowd: Maiden, Maiden, Maiden, Maiden, Maiden, Maiden, Maiden, Maiden
Di'Anno: This is a song called "Drifter". Would you sing on this one.
Walk away!
Look out now, baby won't you take me away,
Sittin' here its gonna be a new day.
Gotta sing my song and I can't go wrong,
Gotta keep on roaming, gotta sing my song.
What you feeling when you hold me tight?
I'm gonna cuddle up with you tonight, gonna get you feeling so secure.
Listen child don't you see there's a cure?
Anywhere got to get you away, feels so good think it's gonna be a new day.
I'm gonna get my song till I can't go on,
I'm gonna keep on roaming gonna sing my song.
Di'Anno: Sing. Are you ready? Yaho-o-o
Crowd: Yaho-o-o
Di'Anno: Yaho-o-o
Crowd: Yaho-o-o
Di'Anno: Yaho-o-o
Crowd: Yaho-o-o
Di'Anno: Yaho-o-o
Crowd: Yaho-o-o
Di'Anno: Yaho-o-o
Crowd: Yaho-o-o
Di'Anno: Yaho-o-o
Crowd: Yaho-o-o
Di'Anno: Yaho-o-o
Crowd: Yaho-o-o
Di'Anno: Yaho-o-o
Crowd: Yaho-o-o
Di'Anno: Yaho-o-o
Crowd: Yaho-o-o
Di'Anno: Yaho-o-o
Crowd: Yaho-o-o
Di'Anno: Yaho-o-o
Crowd: Yaho-o-o
Di'Anno: Yaho-o-o
Crowd: Yaho-o-o
Di'Anno: Yaho-o-o
Crowd: Yaho-o-o
Di'Anno: Ya ho-o-o. Nice song. Yaho-o-o,Yaho-o-o,Yaho-o-o,Yaho-o-oI want you to sing it, sing it, sing it, sing it along.
I want you to sing it, sing it, sing it, sing it along.
I want you to sing it, sing it, sing it, sing it along.
I want you to sing it, sing it, sing it, sing it along. Di'Anno: Yaho-o-o, Yaho-o-o, Yaho-o-o, Yaho-o-o. Thanks. |
| Invasion
(Harris)
The Vikings are coming
You'd better get ready for we're having a fight
The longboats are coming
It's looking like their in the dead of the night
Muster the men from all the villages
You'd better get ready to fight with your enemies
Beacons are burning
I'm giving the word to get ready to fight
The battle is nearing
You'd better get ready to fight for your lives
Muster the men from all the villages
You'd better get ready to fight with your enemies
The Norsemen are coming
The Norsemen are coming
The warnings are given
The Norsemen are coming
The Norsemen are coming
The Norsemen are coming
The warnings are given
The Norsemen are coming Raping and pillaging
Robbing and looting the land
Viking raiders from afar
Oh-Oh-Oh
The Norsemen are coming
The Norsemen are coming
The warnings are given
The Norsemen are coming
The Norsemen are coming
The Norsemen are coming
The warnings are given
The Norsemen are coming Raping and pillaging
Robbing and looting the land
Viking raiders from afar
Oh-Oh-Oh
YEAH!!!
|
| Remember Tomorrow
(Harris, Di`Anno)
Bruce: Get your hands in the air! Let's sing.
Unchain the colours before my eyes,
Yesterday's sorrows, tomorrow's white lies.
Scan the horizon, the clouds take me higher,
I shall return from out of fire. OOH! YEAH! YEAH!
Bruce: Come on! Alright!
Tears for remembrance, and tears for joy,
Tears for somebody and this lonely boy.
Out in the madness, the all seeing eyes,
Flickers above us, to light up the sky.YEAH! YEAH!
Unchain the colours before my eyes,
Yesterday's sorrows, tomorrow's white lies.
Scan the horizon, the clouds take me higher,
I shall return from out of fire. YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH!
AAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!
Bruce: Thank you very much! Thank you! |
| I've Got The Fire
(Montrose)
If you're looking for someone that you can keep
Then, baby, pass me by
And if you wanted something that's twenty years deep
Baby, don't even try
But if you wanted someone to take your soul
I'll lift you up little bit higher
I've got the fire
I've got the fire So you think I'm skinny, don't you sell me cheap
'Cause I'm as wide as a country-mile
Some like it wide, I like it deep
Well guess which one is my style
So you think you can beat me by my own game
Maybe I call you a liar
'Cause I've got the fire, yes I am
O-o-oh Oh yeah
I've got the fire |
| Cross-Eyed Mary
(Anderson)
Who would be a poor man a beggerman, a thief
If he had a rich man in his hand
Who would steal the candy from a laughing baby's mouth
If he could take it from the money man
Cross-eyed Mary goes jumping in again
She signs no contracts but she always plays the game
She dines in Hampstead village on expense accounted gruel
And the jack knife barber drops her off at school
Laughing in the playground gets no kicks from little boys
Would rather make it with a letching gray
Or maybe her attention is drawn by Aqualung
Who watches through the railings as they play
Cross-eyed Mary finds it hard to get along.
She's a poor man's rich girl and she'll do it for a song
She's a rich man's stealer but her favour's good and strong
She's the Robin Hood of Highgate helps the poor man get along
Laughing in the playground gets no kicks from little boys
Would rather make it with a letching gray
Or maybe her attention is drawn by Aqualung
Who watches through the railings as they play
Cross-eyed Mary goes jumping in again
She signs no contracts but she always plays the game
She dines in Hampstead village on expense accounted gruel
And the jack knife barber drops her off at school
Cross-eyed Mary
Oh Mary!
O-o-oh, cross-eyed Mary
|
| Rainbow's Gold
(Mountain, Slesser)
In the heat of the morning
When your day is still dawning
And your bird, she's singing
Catch your soul, he's willing to fly away
Packed your bags in a hurry
Because your mind's in a worry
Mark my words, you're gonna be sorry if you ever fly away
Sweet little girl with the Saint Da Vinci-smile
Stares at me with sadness in her eyes
I'm not sure if she's really real or make-believe
Maybe she's a vision that comes to only me
Cause I'm so tired
Yes I'm so tired
So tired
Yes I'm so tired In the heat of the morning
When your day is still dawning
And your bird, she's singing
Catch your soul, he's willing to fly away
|
| King Of Twilight
(Moore, Howden, Freeman, Albrighton)
Crying In The Dark
I've been trying, trying so hard
I've been crying, crying in the dark
Don't forsake me, the time of mine is near
Don't ever break me and the world that brought me here
Sick and lonely, waiting for you
Sick and lonely, wondering what to do
Can you hear me, when I say to you
You give me your hand, I'll give mine to you
King Of Twilight
Aaaah! Aaaah!
Aaaah! Aaaah!
When the king of twilight shows me
I will take ten steps to see
Forty leaves I pay for freedom
For a chance to be free
For a chance to be free
Aaaah! Aaaah!
Aaaah! Aaaah!
When the king of twilight calls you
Take a step and you will see
We all need a quick solution
For a chance to be free
For a chance to be free
Free
Aaaah! Aaaah!
Aaaah! Aaaah!
When the king of twilight shows me
I will take ten steps to see
Forty leaves I pay for freedom
For a chance to be free
For a chance to be...
FREE
|
| Reach Out
(Colwell)
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, reach out
And let someone into 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
Come on
Reach out, reach out
And let someone into your life
Come on
Reach out, reach out
And let someone into your life 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
Come on
Reach out, reach out
And let someone into your life
Come on
Reach out, reach out
And let someone into your life
Reach out, reach out
And let someone into your life |
| That Girl
(A. Barnett, M. Goldsworthy, P. Jupp)
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
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
That girl, that girl, that girl you need
That girl, that girl, that girl you need
That girl, that girl, that girl you need
That girl, that girl, that girl, that girl you
need!!!!! |
| Juanita
(S. Barnacle, D. O'Neil)
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
I'm never goin' back Juanita
I know you never got my call
I'm never goin' back Juanita
Never at all
Never, never at all
Never, 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
I'm never goin' down on Juanita
Never at all
I'm never goin' down on Juanita, sing it
Never gonna make that call
Never goin' down on Juanita
Two fingers at all
I'm never goin' back Juanita
I'm never goin' down on you Juanita
I'm never goin' back Juanita ...
I'm never goin' back Juanita
I'm never goin' back Juanita
Never at all |
| Sheriff Of Huddersfield
(Iron Maiden)
We are on Mission from Rod
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
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 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.
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
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 |
| Black Bart Blues
(Dickinson, Harris)
/spoken into/
Bruce: 'What the fuck is that?'
Nerd: 'Hi, guys, are you in a band or something?
I mean it would be so cool
if you were in a band 'cos you're
Driving a big bus with band on the front of it'
Bruce: 'Why don't you shut up and get on board will ya?'
Nerd: 'Wow! I have it here you got a stereo and a microwave
And, and you got a beer,
I'd like a Heineken if you've got one'
that's real cool, that's great, yeah!'
Bruce: 'Would you like to see Black Bart?'
Nerd: 'Who's Black Bart?'
Bruce: 'Let me introduce you'
Black Bart's seen it
Black Bart knows
Black Bart's done it
The Black Bart blues
Suspended in suspension
Many evil nights in Tennessee, and elsewhere
We all got to try the Black Bart blues
Black Bart's truckin' ain't what it seems
Black Bart's lookin'
Don't know where she's been
Maybe she's an acrobat
Spends her evenings dancing on a pole
We all got to try the Black Bart blues
Black Bart tried most anything
Black Bart liked it but he couldn't sing
So he asked me to tell ya
Try it for yourself and you will see
We all got to try the Black Bart blues
Bruce: 'What did you do that for?'
Nerd: 'I'm sorry, I just..., I guess I'm not used to...
Bruce: 'Shut up and get on with it will you'
Black Bart's livin' across the ocean now
Black Bart's lookin' to come back somehow
So if you are a dancer,
You could dance his pole in May
That's a maypole
Black Bart's coming
Now Black Bart's gone
Black Bart did it so I wrote this song
Whatever and however,
In and out or several at a time mmm yes!
We all got to do the Black Bart blues
Here comes the guitar solo
We all got to try the Black Bart blues
Yowsa! Yowsa! Yowsa!
|
| Prowler '88
(Harris)
Walking through the city, looking oh so pretty,
I've just got to find my way.
See the ladies flashing. All there legs and lashes.
I've just got to find my way.
Well you see me crawling through the bushes with it open wide.
What you seeing girl?
Can't you believe that feeling, can't you believe it,
Can't you believe your eyes?
It's the real thing girl.
Got me feeling myself and reeling around,
Got me talking but feel like walking around.
Got me feeling myself and reeling a...
Got me talking but nothing's with me...
Got me feeling myself and reeling around. Walking through the city, looking oh so pretty,
I've just got to find my way.
See the ladies flashing. All there legs and lashes.
I've just got to find my way.
Well you see me crawling through the bushes with it open wide.
What you seeing girl?
Can't you believe that feeling, can't you believe it,
Can't you believe your eyes?
It's the real thing girl.
Got me feeling myself and reeling around,
Got me talking but feel like walking around. |
| Charlotte The Harlot '88
(Murray)
Giving a swish with your arse in the air, don't you know what they're
saying?
Charlotte you're so refined when you take all the love that they're
giving.
Sticking with every man that you find, don't you know what they're
after?
Charlotte you've got your legs in the air, don't you hear all the laughter?
Charlotte the Harlot show me your legs,
Charlotte the Harlot take me to bed.
Charlotte the Harlot let me see blood,
Charlotte the Harlot let me see love. Taking so many men to your room, don't you feel no remorse?
You charge them a "fiver", It's only for starters.
And ten for the main course.
And you've got no feelings, they died long ago.
Don't you care who you let in?
And don't you know you're breaking the law with the service you're
giving.
Charlotte the Harlot show me your legs,
Charlotte the Harlot take me to bed.
Charlotte the Harlot let me see blood,
Charlotte the Harlot let me see love. Ooh baby, ooh...
There was a time when you left me standing there,
Picking up pieces of love off the floor.
Well Charlotte you left me alone in there,
To make your ends as a bloody whore.
Well Charlotte you told me you love me true,
Picking up pieces of love yesterday.
Well Charlotte you're draws are off colour too
'Cause you're making love all day
'Cause you're making love
'Cause you're making love, you're making it
Oooh yeah!
Giving a swish with your arse in the air, don't you know what they're
saying?
Charlotte you're so refined when you take all the love that they're
giving.
Sticking with every man that you find, don't you know what they're
after?
Charlotte you've got your legs in the air, don't you hear all the laughter?
Charlotte the Harlot show me your legs,
Charlotte the Harlot take me to bed.
Charlotte the Harlot let me see blood,
Charlotte the Harlot let me see love. |
| All In Your Mind
(Bromham)
Look inside your head and find, and tell me now that it's all in your mind
Look inside your head and find a way deep inside and it's all in your mind
It's all in your mind, it's all in your mind Revolution, air pollution, Chairman Mao Tse Tung is in your mind (but he's dead now... he's not very well anyway!)
New day breaking, people hating, love supreme but it's all in your mind
It's all in your mind, it's all in your mind Segregation, preservation, politicians all are in your mind
???, kama sutra, even ??? is in your mind, yeah
It's all in your mind, it's all in your mind |
| Kill Me Ce Soir
(Koymans, Hay, Fenton)
Remember that song called kill me
From Victim's last LP
Too much for a risc for a golden disc
The price he paid for money
Ce soir, ce soir
Assassination d'un Rock & Roll star
Ce soir, ce soir
Assassination d'un Rock & Roll star Sing your song, you can't go wrong
Tempted his business advisor
No need for alarm, you'll come to no harm
He didn't mention the sniper
Ce soir, ce soir
Assassination d'un Rock & Roll star
Ce soir, ce soir
Assassination d'un Rock & Roll star The news is read, the need is fed
One yawn ah, two yawn ah
And back to bed
Turn off the light, and hold me tight
C'mon, maman, bend down your head
And just sing on, immortal song
Fini, belle vie, bonne nuit
Remember that song called kill me
A lecture on political chicanary
Of peoples rape, recorded on tape
Brought shame to the presidency
Tonight, tonight
One more point for human rights
Tonight, tonight
One more point for human rights Remeber that song kill me
Once used by a man from Gallilea
He had nothing to lose, he was King of the Jews
Secured his place in history
Ce soir, ce soir
Assassination d'un provocateur
Ce soir, ce soir
Assassination d'un provocateur The news is read, the poison's spread
One yawn ah, two yawn ah
And back to be
Ce soir, ce soir
Assassination d'un Rock & Roll star
Ce soir, ce soir
Assassination d'un Rock & Roll star
Ce soir, ce soir, ce soir, ce soir, ce soir
Assassination d'un Rock & Roll star |
| I'm a Mover
(Andy Fraser, Paul Rodgers)
I was born by the river, just like this river
I've been moving ever since
Ain't got nobody to call my own
You know I've been moving since the day I was born
Life is a game just made for fun
You know I don't love nobody, I don't love no one
Yes, I'm a mover, baby
Yeah!..
Oooh, yeah, come on Following the footsteps; One fine day
When I asked the wise man which was the way
He said: "Follow your heart and look for yourself
And come back and tell me what you have learned"
Yes, I'm a mover, baby
Yeah!..
Oooh, yeah, I'm a mover Went back and told him, I found me a wife
Eleven children and a real good life
Told him of love and there's a happy home
But I need to return to that long winding road
Yes, I'm a mover, baby, yeah, ooh
Gotta move on down, yeah
Mmmmove on |
| Communication Breakdown
(Bonham, Jones, Page, Plant)
Hey, girl, stop what you're doin'!
Hey, girl, you'll drive me to ruin.
I don't know what it is that I like about you,
But I like it a lot.
Won't let me hold you,
Let me feel your lovin' charms.
Communication Breakdown,
It's always the same,
I'm having a nervous breakdown,
Drive me insane! Hey, girl, I got something I think you ought to know.
Hey, girl, I wanna tell you that I love you so.
I wanna hold you in my arms, yeah!
I'm never gonna let you go,
'Cause I like your charms.
Communication Breakdown,
It's always the same,
I'm having a nervous breakdown,
Drive me insane!
Communication Breakdown,
It's always the same,
I'm having a nervous breakdown,
Drive me insane!
Communication Breakdown,
Communication Breakdown,
Communication Breakdown,
Communication Breakdown,
Communication Breakdown,
I want you to love me all night
Communication Breakdown, |
| Nodding Donkey Blues
(Dickinson, Harris, McBrain, Gers, Murray)
Settle down
She's got legs... like an airship, She's got an ass.... like a coaltip
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,
here we go... Should be some kind of guitar solo here...
Well I met her in a bar, she was Climbing up the wall
I don't think she was available, she was made of (inintelligible)
I met her in a bar, she was Climbing up the wall
In fact she was nailed to it
I gotta admit, (inintelligible) babe... lets get down to it baby
She had a brain like a Sheepdip, She got rug, like a cesspit on the mind
She was a big girl, She was big. I mean she was big, she was fucking huge!
Enormous!
You could have sailed the hindenburg through her legs and never even had landing permission!
One more!
Oh we sailed across the ocean with me
I'd look like a flea on the back of a sperm whale
Oh yeah, I was waving a match inside the albert hall yeah
|
| Space Station No. 5
(Montrose, Hagar)
Start, with the sun
And move on out
The future's in the skies above
The heavens got unfold
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 number five
See you next time around,
Next time around, yeah yeah yeah yeah As far you want, as close as you need
It's all in the mind, you know
This old world hasn't really seen it's day
It's here,it's time to go
Oh what a time we had
Living on the ground
I've moved to station number five
See you next time around, |
| I Can't See My Feelings
(Shelley, Bourge)
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
|
| Roll Over Vic Vella
(Berry)
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 ???
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 ??? 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 right in the fucking mud!
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 ??? devil 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 mow that lawn my way 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
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
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 |
| Justice Of The Peace
(Harris, Murray)
ave you heard on the news
Another let off madman
Another screw on the loose
Is it the judge or the badman
What's the matter these days
No one has the courage to put them away
Nobody has any faith
'Cause there's a breakdown of justice and order
Waiting for justice, waiting for justice of
the peace
Waiting for justice, waiting for justice of the
peace When I remember back the memories of yesterday
With all the friends and all the times
When people were carefree
And walking down the street
When everyone knew everyone
And all the houses doors were open
No had to care, those days are gone
Those days are gone
Those days are gone
Waiting for justice, waiting for justice of
the peace
Oooh!
Waiting for justice, waiting for justice of the
peace
Waiting for justice, waiting for justice of the
peace I long for the times when you could
Wander down the street unharmed
When poeple didn't have much money
But didn't seem to care
It must be the cynic in me
But I don't really like things now
The violence, the attitudes
Aggression that you see everyday
A sick society looks the other way, Yeah!
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| Judgement Day
(Bayley, Gers)
There are no marks upon a man
That can say he's good or bad
No label and no tell tale sign
That can show he's full of lies
By your deeds you will be known
Time will tell truth will show
As we exhale every breath
We all got closer to our death
What will you say
What will you say
On judgement day
On judgement day When you look into their eyes
You don't know what they hide
No label and no tell tale sign
That can show he's full of lies
By your deeds you will be known
Time will tell truth will show
As we exhale every breath
We all got closer to our death
What will you say
What will you say
On judgement day
On judgement day Ignorance is bliss is that the reason
We can not read another's mind
If we knew what thoughts were dancing through each others heads
Would we all be driven mad, Would we all be dead
By your deeds you will be known
Time will tell truth will show
As we exhale every breath
We all got closer to our death
What will you say
What will you say
On judgement day
On judgement day
On judgement day
On judgement day |
| My Generation
(Townshend)
People try to put us d-down. Talking about my generation
Just because we get around. Talking about my generation
Things they do look awful c-c-cold. Talking about my generation
I hope I die before I get old. Talking about my generation
This is my generation,
This is my generation, baby.
Why don't you all f-fade away? Talking about my generation
Don't try and dig what we all s-s-say. Talking about my generation
I'm not tryin' to cause a big s-s-sensation, Talking about my generation
I'm just talkin' 'bout my generation. Talking about my generation
It's my generation,
It's my generation, baby.
It's my generation, baby.
Talking about my generation
Talking about my generation
Talking about my generation
Talking about my generation It's my generation,
It's my generation, baby.
Why don't you all f-fade away? Talking about my generation
Yeah, don't try d-dig what we all s-s-s-s-s-say.
Talking about my generation
Not tryin' to cause a big sensation, Talking about my generation
Just talkin' 'bout my g-generation. Talking about my generation
Yeah, my generation,
My generation, baby,
My generation, baby,
People try to put us d-down Talking about my generation
Just because we g-g-g-get around. Talking about my generation
Things they do look awful c-c-cold. Talking about my generation
I hope I die before I get old. Talking about my generation
It's my generation,
This is my generation, baby,
This is my generation, my generation baby,
This is my generation, my generation baby,
This is my generation, my generation baby,
This is my generation, my generation baby, People try to put us d-down, my generation
Just because we g-g-g-get around, my generation
Things they do look awful c-c-cold, my generation
I hope I die before I get old, my generation
ma-ma-my generation.
This is my generation, my generation baby,
This is my generation, my generation baby,
This is my generation, my generation baby,
This is my generation, my generation baby,
People try to put us d-down |
| Doctor, Doctor
(Schenker, Mogg)
Doctor doctor, please
Don't ypu know I'm goin' fast
Doctor doctor, please oh, the mess I'm in
She walked up to me and really stole my heart
And then she started to take my body apart
Livin' lovin' I'm on the run
So far away from you
Livin' lovin' I'm on the run
So far away from you Doctor doctor, please
Don't ypu know, I'm goin' fast
Doctor doctor, please, Don't ypu know, I'm goin' fast
It's only just a moment
She's turning paranoid
That's not a situation for a nervous boy
Doctor doctor, please
Don't ypu know, I'm goin' fast
Doctor doctor, please oh, the mess I'm in
But you look so angry as I crawled across your
floor
She's got the strength, and I just can't take
any more
Livin' lovin' I'm on the run
So far away from you
Livin' lovin' I'm on the run
So far away from you Oooh! I'm on the run
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| Blood On The World's Hands
(Harris)
Blaze: This is called 'Blood On the World's Hands'
Sometimes it makes me wonder
Sometimes it makes me question
Sometimes it makes me saddened
Always it makes me angry but ...
When you can see it happening
The madness that's all around you
Nobody seens to worry
The World seens so powerless to act ...
It's out of control
Blood on The World's hands
Each day a new toll Another assassination
The same day a new creation
But what are they coming into
Security of a world that brings ...
One day another killing
Somewhere there's someone starving
Another a savage raping
Somewhere someone laughing at us
It's out of control
Blood on the world's hands
Each day it goes on and on and on and on
Blood on the world's hands
Blood on the world's hands
Blood on the world's hands
Blood on the world's hands
Yeah! Come on, come on
Yeeaah!
Blood on the world's hands
Blood on the world's hands
Blood on the world's hands
Blood on the world's hands Brutality and aggression
Tomorrow another lesson
Expecting another air raid
Praying for a ceasefire ...
They say things are getting better
No need to be complacent
Chaos across the border
And one day it could be happening to us
It's out of control
Blood on the world's hands
It's our epitaph
It's out of control
Someone should know
Blood on the world's hands Someone should...
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| The Aftermath
(Bayley, Gers, Harris)
Silently to silence fall
In the fields of futile war
Toys of death are spitting lead
Where boys that were our soldiers bled
War horse and war machine
Curse the name of liberty
Marching on as if they should
Mix in the dirt our brothers' blood
In the mud and rain
What are we fighting for
Is it worth the pain
It is worth dying for
Who will take the blame
Why did they make a war
Questions that come again
Should we be fighting at all
Once a ploughtman hitched his team
Here he sowed his little cream
Now bodies arms and legs are strewn
Where mustard gas and barbwire blooom
Each moment's like a year
I've nothing left inside for tears
Comrades dead or dying lie
I'm left alone asking why
In the mud and rain
What are we fighting for
Is it worth the pain
It is worth dying for
Who will take the blame
Why did they make a war
Questions that come again
Should we be fighting at all
After the war
Left feeling no one has won
After the war
What does a soldier become
After the war
Left feeling no one has won
After the war
What does a soldier become What is it ... after the war and no one has won,
I'm just a soldier!!!
After the war
Left feeling no one has won
After the war
What does a soldier become
After the war
Left feeling no one has won
After the war
What does a soldier become
Ooooooh! Oooh! |
| Futureal
(Harris)
Yeah!
I'm running out of my time
I'm running out of breath
And now it's getting so I can't sleep at night
In the day feel like death
I'm getting in far too deep
I feel them closing in
I've got to say that I'm scared I know they'll win
Even so I'm prepared
Do you believe what you hear
Can you believe what you see
Do you believe what you feel
Can you believe
What is real
Futureal
What is real Whenever anyone seems to treat me like a freak
It makes me see I'm the only one who knows
That I feel what is real
Sometimes it feels like a game of deadly hide and seek
And when you're reading this then I will be gone
Maybe then you will see
Do you believe what you hear
Can you believe what you see
Do you believe what you feel
Can you believe
What is real
Futureal
What is real
Futureal, yeah
Do you believe what you hear
Can you believe what you see
Can you believe what you feel
Do you believe
What is real
Futureal
What is real
Futureal
What is real
Sing!
What is real
Futureal |
| Wasted Years
(Smith)
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.
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.
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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