Run To The Hills
(Harris)
Dickinson: 'Run To The Hills' All right...
White man came across the sea
He brought us pain and misery
He killed our tribes, he killed our creed
Took our game for his own need
We fought him hard we fought him well
Out on the plains singing 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
Run to the hills, run for your lives
YEAH!!! A-AH! YEAH!
Run to the hills, run for your lives
Run to the hills, run for your lives
Run to the hills, run for your lives
Run to the hills, run for your lives
Run to the hills, run for your lives |
| Losfer Words (Big 'Orra)
(Harris)
Dickinson: There's no fucking singing on this one. 'Losfer Words',
'Losfer Words'.
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| Phantom Of The Opera
(Harris)
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 in hiding behind that false mask.
And you know and I know that you ain't got long now to last.
Your looks and your feelings are just the remains of your past.
You're standing in the wings, there you wait for the curtain to fall.
Knowing the terror and holding you have on us all.
Yeah, I know that you're gonna scratch me, 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, from the narrow way. 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 it just floats through the air.
You haunt me, you taunt me, you torture me back at your lair.
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