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  • Tracy Chapman - You're The One

    Some say you're crazy
    Say that you're no good
    Say your family's cursed with bad blood
    But I think you're cute and misunderstood
    And I wouldn't change you if I could

    Let'em talk you down
    Call you names
    My mind's made up
    It ain't gonna change
    I'm sure in my heart
    Happy and free
    You're the one you're the one
    You're the one for me

    Some say you're bitter
    Think you're mean
    Uncouth untamed and unrestrained
    But I think you're sensitive and sweet
    Stay as you are don't change a thing

    Let'em talk you down
    Call you names
    My mind's made up
    It ain't gonna change
    I'm sure in my heart
    Happy and free
    You're the one you're the one
    You're the one for me

    Some say you're bawdy
    Wicked and wild
    A restless useless juvenile
    But I think you're funny and I like your smile
    Want to be with you want you to stay awhile

    Let'em talk you down
    Call you names
    My mind's made up
    It ain't gonna change
    I'm sure in my heart
    Happy and free
    You're the one you're the one
    You're the one for me

    A no ‘count mixed up
    Amount to nothing
    A day away from a bum on the street
    Some low class kind of royalty
    That's what they say about you
    When they're talking to me

    Some say you're bad
    A bad bad seed
    You love to play with fire you love gambling
    But I know what you love and I know what you need
    And I like it when you play with me

    Let'em talk you down
    Call you names
    My mind's made up
    It ain't gonna change
    I'm sure in my heart
    Happy and free
    You're the one you're the one
    You're the one for me
    "Love the earth and sun and animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown . . . reexamine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency" - Walt Whitman

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    • The Crippler

      By SODOM

      Don't believe in rights
      There is no such thing
      Tearing up the garbage
      With pain and suffering

      Breaking rules is your desire
      You got no sympathy
      I'll put you in a wheelchair
      That's your penalty

      Nothing is secure
      Nowhere is safe
      Once you cross the line
      I will break your spine

      The crippler
      Broadcast violence
      The crippler
      Prime time gladiator
      The crippler
      Bloodsport champion
      The crippler
      He will take you down

      Shattering your kneecaps
      The crowd begins to roar
      They want more violence
      This is a bloody war

      Nothing is secure
      Nowhere is safe
      Once you cross the line
      I will break your spine

      The crippler
      Broadcast violence
      The crippler
      Prime time gladiator
      The crippler
      Bloodsport champion
      The crippler
      He will take you down

      Mutilated bodies
      Crying out in vain
      I will get the trophies
      They will not regain

      Once you cross the line
      I will break your spine

      The crippler
      Broadcast violence
      The crippler
      Prime time gladiator
      The crippler
      Bloodsport champion
      The crippler
      He will take you down

      Adrenaline is pumping
      Better you than me
      I'm gonna make you bleed
      I love brutality

      The crippler
      Broadcast violence
      The crippler
      Prime time gladiator
      The crippler
      Bloodsport champion
      The crippler
      He will take you down
      The crippler
      Kicks to the genital
      The crippler
      Bigfoot in your face
      The crippler
      Pulling off your fingernails
      The crippler
      There is no better place
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      • Delight In Slaying

        By SODOM

        Fear neither men nor fates
        No laughter of the folk
        No power of the heaven
        Desolation of the earth
        Worship blood and fire
        Worship swords and spears
        Damn them who have pity
        Kill them who have tears

        Delight in slaying
        Delight in slaying

        Find ecstasy in vengeance
        The joy of life and death
        Raise yourself in pride
        With courage and success
        Pity not the fallen
        They have never known
        These evil ones shall cast away
        Strike down them hard and low

        Delight in slaying
        Delight in slaying

        Despise also the cowards
        The liars and the fools
        They are the slaves that perish
        They are the stupid brood

        Delight in slaying
        Delight in slaying

        I am the god of war
        Supreme and terrible one
        My judgements true and righteous
        Mourning will come
        I am the flame that burns
        In every heart of man
        Revealed are all the secrets
        Reborn are all the saints

        Delight in slaying
        Delight in slaying
        Delight in slaying
        Delight in slaying
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        • Sympathy For The Devil
          The Rolling Stones



          Please allow me to introduce myself, I'm a man of wealth and taste
          I've been around for a long, long year, Stole many a man's soul and faith
          And I was 'round when Jesus Christ, Had his moment of doubt and pain
          Made damn sure that Pilate, Washed his hands and sealed his fate

          CHORUS: Pleased to meet you Hope you guess my name
          But what's puzzling you Is the nature of my game

          I stuck around St. Petersberg, When I saw it was a time for a change
          Killed the Czar and his ministers, Anastasia screamed in vain
          I rode a tank, Held a general's rank, When the Blitzkrieg raged, And the bodies stank

          CHORUS

          I watched with glee, While your kings and queens
          Fought for ten decades, For the Gods they made
          I shouted out, "Who killed the Kennedys?"
          When after all, It was you and me
          Let me please introduce myself, I'm a man of wealth and taste
          And I laid traps for troubadors, Who get killed before they reached Bombay

          CHORUS

          Just as every cop is a criminal, And all the sinners Saints
          As heads is tails, Just call me Lucifer, 'Cause I'm in need of some restraint
          So if you meet me, Have some courtesy, Have some sympathy, and some taste
          Use all your well-learned politesse, Or I'll lay your soul to waste, um yeah

          CHORUS

          Woo, who, Oh yeah, get on down, Oh yeah, Oh yeah!
          Tell me baby, what's my name
          Tell me honey, baby guess my name
          Tell me baby, what's my name
          Tell you one time, you're to blame
          Ooo, who, Ooo, who, Ooo, who, Ooo, who, who, Ooo, who, who, Ooo, who, who, Ooo, who, who
          What's my name
          Tell me, baby, what's my name
          Tell me, sweetie, what's my name
          Ooo, who, who Ooo, who, Ooo, who, Ooo, who, Ooo, who, who, Ooo, who, who, Ooo, who, who,
          Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
          "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
          He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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          • Sheryl Crow - Soak Up The Sun

            My friend the communist
            Holds meetings in his RV
            I can't afford his gas
            So I'm stuck here watching tv
            I don't have digital
            I don't have diddly squat
            It's not having what you want
            It's wanting what you've got

            I'm gonna soak up the sun
            I'm gonna tell everyone
            To lighten up (I'm gonna tell 'em that)
            I've got no one to blame
            For every time I feel lame
            I'm looking up
            I'm gonna soak up the sun
            I'm gonna soak up the sun

            I've got a crummy job
            It don't pay near enough
            To buy the things it takes
            To win me some of your love
            Every time I turn around
            I'm looking up, you're looking down
            Maybe something's wrong with you
            That makes you act the way you do

            I'm gonna soak up the sun
            I'm gonna tell everyone
            To lighten up (I'm gonna tell 'em that)
            I've got no one to blame
            For every time I feel lame
            I'm looking up
            I'm gonna soak up the sun
            I'm gonna soak up the sun

            I'm gonna soak up the sun
            While it's still free
            I'm gonna soak up the sun
            Before it goes out on me

            Don't have no master suite
            I'm still the king of me
            You have a fancy ride, but baby
            I'm the one who has the key
            Every time I turn around
            I'm looking up, you're looking down
            Maybe something's wrong with you
            That makes you act the way you do
            Maybe I am crazy too

            I'm gonna soak up the sun
            I'm gonna tell everyone
            To lighten up (I'm gonna tell 'em that)
            I've got no one to blame
            For every time I feel lame
            I'm looking up
            I'm gonna soak up the sun
            I'm gonna soak up the sun

            I'm gonna soak up the sun
            Got my 45 on
            So I can rock on
            "Love the earth and sun and animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown . . . reexamine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency" - Walt Whitman

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            • Riding with Private Malone
              David Ball



              I was just out of the service thumbing through the classifieds
              when an ad that said old chevy some how caught my eye
              the lady didn't know the year or even if it ran
              but I had that thousand dollars in my hand

              It was way back in the corner of this old ramshackle barn
              thirty years of dust and dirt on that green army tarp
              when I pulled the cover off it took away my breath
              what she'd called a Chevy was a sixty six corvette
              I felt a little guilty as I counted out the bills
              but what a thrill I got when I sat behind the wheel
              I opened up the glove box and that's when I found the note
              the date was nineteen sixty six and this is what he wrote

              Chorus
              He said my name is Private Andrew Malone
              if you're reading this then I didn't make it home
              but for every dream that's shattered another one comes true
              this car was once a dream of mine now it belongs to you
              and though you may take her and make her your own
              you'll always be riding with Private Malone

              Well it didn't take me long at all I had her running good
              I love to hear those horses thunder underneath her hood
              I had her shining like a diamond and I'd put the rag top down
              all the pretty girls would stop and stare as I drove her through town
              the buttons on the radio didn't seem to work quite right
              but it picked up that oldie show especially late at night
              I'd get the feeling sometimes if I turned real quick I'd see
              a soldier riding shotgun in the seat right next to me

              Chorus
              It was a young man named Private Andrew Malone
              who fought for his country and never made it home
              but for every dream that's shattered another one comes true
              this car was once a dream of his back when it was new
              he told me to take her and make her my own
              and I was proud to be riding with Private Malone

              One night it was raining hard I took the curve too fast
              I still don't remember much about that fiery crash
              someone said they thought they saw a soldier pull me out
              they didn't get his name but I know without a doubt

              Chorus
              It was a young man named Private Andrew Malone
              who fought for his country and never made it home
              but for every dream that's shattered another one comes true
              this car was once a dream of his back when it was new
              I know I wouldn't be here if he hadn't tagged along
              that night I was riding with Private Malone
              oh thank god i was riding with Private Malone.
              Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
              "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
              He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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              • Stranger in Your Soul--Transatlantic 25:34

                i. Sleeping Wide Awake

                Once not so long ago I lived far below
                Where you are I didn't even know
                Home was far away, I was sleeping wide awake
                Breaking down, waiting for the sound
                But I can't hear it now, is it all too late?
                'cause I would sell my dreams if I could be awake
                If I could be awake

                There--walking into walls, piercing through the pain
                Here we are reaching through the rain
                I almost caught a glimpse, to feel that Sunday high
                I would fall, this makes no sense at all
                But I can't hear it now, not a single word
                And though I strain my voice I cannot be heard
                Outside the smile the insider breaks
                And I would give my dreams if I could be awake

                (chorus) Whatever you're looking for,
                don't ever start looking behind
                Whatever you want to change,
                you better start changing your mind
                'cause everything can be done
                stand up, 'cause this is your time

                ii. Hanging in the Balance

                Go where you're going to, you can rule your mind
                You will not decay, decay is always waiting
                You've got nowhere to go so you look behind
                What you sought to find is always fading
                Wish to be wishless; less can live evermore
                more doesn't satisfy the deeper feeling
                Lose if you want to find, find what you're looking for
                For all you dream can live--live as if to satisfy the meaning

                chorus

                Drink in the big dream, dream but you have to wait
                Wait 'til you get it right, write down every letter
                Paint with the broadest stroke, stroke through the deepest sea
                See what you have in mind to make it better
                Get in on the ground floor--floor to ceiling is so high
                High will become the low--it will make sense
                Want always wants some more, more never is enough
                Enough is enough--remember, life is hanging in the balance

                chorus

                iii. Lost and Found

                Don't you think if you can be lost
                don't you think that you can be found
                don't you think if you were the world you would turn it around

                chorus

                iv. Awakening the Stranger

                In the time it takes to be lost and found
                In the wake of something not for the crowd
                Awakening the stranger in your soul
                It isn't always quite that easy
                Awakening the stranger in your soul

                All the rage the world goes on outside
                It's alright, come in here, it's safe to hide
                Awakening the stranger in your soul
                is more than just a thought or feeling
                There is no worldly danger beyond control
                There's so much more than what we're seeing
                awakening the stranger in your soul

                v. Slide

                Give up all the reasons that you know
                Slide down where the time moves nice and slow
                Ease back and relax, no figures and no fax
                Awakening the stranger in your soul

                It's alright to give up your control
                (come in where it's safe, there is no I)
                Move along, we've paid your expressway toll
                (Look at all the others floating high)
                It's the 5am alarm, no time to use your charm
                Surrender is the only way to go
                Awakening the stranger in your soul
                No thought for yourself, you just let go

                vi. Stranger in Your Soul

                When you come to make love your only goal
                Words cannot describe the feeling
                Awakening the stranger in your soul
                From the shallow to the deepest meaning
                When you come to make love your only goal
                Words cannot describe the feeling
                Now we're here in full sight, we can be whole
                Let's dive and never hit the ceiling

                There--walking into walls, piercing through the pain
                Here we are reaching through the rain
                I almost caught a glimpse, brighter than the sky
                a child grown, a stranger coming home
                and I can hear it now, every single word
                and when I strain my voice I will be assured
                Outside the storm, but in here the big break
                That I might chance to dream, that I might be awake
                Awakening the stranger in your soul

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                • Uaschitschun

                  By RUNNING WILD

                  No more eagles gonna ride the wind
                  Turning circles in the sky
                  Badlands growing and the bison's gone
                  Uaschitschun tell me why

                  Why'd you kill my creed
                  Claiming earth and wind
                  You never kept your vow
                  But you can't lock me in

                  I'm riding free
                  Riding free with the wind
                  Free as an eagle
                  Proud as a king

                  My mother's the earth and my father's the wind
                  You can't possess them, they are free
                  It's time for you to see what you have done
                  Can't hold my soul cause I will flee

                  Why you kill yourself
                  Ravage what you need to live
                  You can't eat your gold
                  Nature's calling you

                  Only when the last tree has died,
                  and the last river been poisoned,
                  and the last fish been caught,
                  will man realise that he cannot eat money...
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                  • A Call To Arms

                    By PEGAZUS

                    Our path was set in stone
                    Many years ago
                    Forefathers of the past
                    Paved the way we know
                    We'll carry the burning flame
                    With honor and pride
                    So all you faithful leagions
                    Together we will ride

                    We unite, we are one
                    We will fight, this is a call to arms
                    Strenght and pride, is on our side
                    We wan't fall, this is a call to arms

                    We are the chosen ones
                    No one can deny
                    The gods have spoken loudly
                    Hear our battle cries
                    We come from an ancient future
                    Prepared to attack
                    A force to be rockoned with
                    We won't back down

                    We unite, we are one
                    We will fight, this is a call to arms
                    Strenght and pride, is on our side
                    We wan't fall, this is a call to arms

                    We unite, we are one
                    We will fight, this is a call to arms
                    Strenght and pride, is on our side
                    We wan't fall, this is a call to arms

                    We unite, we are one
                    We will fight, this is a call to arms
                    Strenght and pride, is on our side
                    We wan't fall, this is a call to arms
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                    • Third Eye Blind
                      Motorcycle Driveby


                      Summer time and the wind is blowing
                      Outside in lower Chelsea.
                      And I don't know what I'm doing in this city
                      The sun is always in my eyes,
                      it crashes through the windows,
                      And I'm sleeping on the couch,
                      When I came to visit you,
                      That's when I knew,
                      I could never have you
                      I knew that before you did,

                      Still I'm feeling stupid,
                      And there's this burning,
                      Like there's always been,
                      I've never been so alone,
                      And I've never been so alive.

                      Visions of you on a motorcycle drive by,
                      Cigarette ash flies in your eyes,
                      And you don't mind,
                      And you smile,
                      And say the world doesn't fit with you.

                      I don't believe you,
                      You're so serene. Careening through the universe,
                      Your axis on a tilt,
                      Guiltless and free,
                      I hope you take a piece of me with you,

                      And there's things I'd like to do that,
                      You don't believe in,
                      I would like to build something,
                      You know it's never going to happen,

                      And there's this burning.
                      Like there's always been
                      I've never been so alone.
                      And I've never been so alive,
                      Where's the soul.
                      I want to know,
                      New York City is evil.
                      The surface is everything,
                      but I could never do that,
                      Someone would see through that.
                      And this will be the last time,
                      We'll be friends again.
                      I'll get over you and you'll wonder,
                      Who I am.

                      And there's this burning,
                      Like there's always been,
                      I've never been so alone,
                      And I've never been so alive,

                      I go home to the coast.
                      It starts to rain,
                      I paddle out,
                      On the water Alone,
                      Taste the salt and taste the pain.
                      I'm not thinking of you again,
                      Summer dies and swells rise,
                      The sun goes down in my eyes,
                      See this rolling wave,
                      Darkly coming to take me...
                      Home.

                      And I never been so alone,
                      And I've never been so alive.
                      "The issue is there are still many people out there that use religion as a crutch for bigotry and hate. Like Ben."
                      Ben Kenobi: "That means I'm doing something right. "

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                      • Pile Of Skulls

                        By RUNNING WILD

                        Hey, Mr. President, Mr. Military Man
                        Kings and Queens
                        More evil that it seems
                        You lie, you cheat, you betray, you kill all the way
                        You wade through blood in your boots of steel
                        You hide the truth from its reveal
                        The world's bleeding wounds will never heal

                        So look in the mirror and see who you are
                        You made our lives an abbatoir
                        A man-eating machine that's what you are

                        Pile of skulls, conspiracy
                        Beware of the revealing key
                        No dance of joy, no harmless spree
                        No chance for you to hide or flee

                        Liar's tongue, tricks of deepest dye
                        Snake-skinned pack
                        You're evil and you're sly
                        Unjust, you hunt, you hate, you take all the way
                        You're cutting throats with poisoned blades
                        Your recklessness overflows the graves
                        You try to make us all your slaves

                        So look in the mirror and see who you are
                        You made our lives an abbatoir
                        A man-eating machine that's what you are

                        Pile of skulls, conspiracy
                        Beware of the revealing key
                        No dance of joy, no harmless spree
                        No chance for you to hide or flee

                        Tears and pain, never ending shame
                        Bloodsucking lice
                        Play their evil game
                        Your doom is sealed, the truth revealed all the way
                        Headless you still run around
                        You can't believe you're losing ground
                        On your knees to take the count

                        So look in the mirror and see who you are
                        You made our lives an abbatoir
                        A man-eating machine that's what you are

                        Pile of skulls, conspiracy
                        Beware of the revealing key
                        No dance of joy, no harmless spree
                        No chance for you to hide or flee
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                        • Two For Tuesday; Mom's Birthday !

                          Mama
                          B J Thomas



                          Who's the one who tied your shoe when you were young
                          And knew just when to come and see what you had done?
                          Mama, oh Mama
                          And who's the one who patched your eye and told you not to cry
                          'cause he was too big for you to try?
                          Mama, Ma-a-ma

                          And who's the one you didn't need to plead
                          To give her time to the Little League?
                          It was Mama, oh, ma-a-a-ma-a-a
                          And who's the one who gave her shoulder
                          When you told her your first love was over she'd met someone older
                          Mama, Mama


                          It was Mama, my ma-a-a-ma-a-a

                          Ma-a-ma, oh ma-a-ma

                          Who's the one who taught you obligation then dedication result graduation?
                          Mama, Mama
                          And who's the one who's shown the friends you've known
                          A home away from home when they were tired and all alone?
                          Mama, Mama

                          And who's the one who held a tear inside
                          When you introduced your future bride?
                          And who's the one who didn't mean to cry
                          As you walked down the aisle, the tears you saw her smile
                          Mama, oh, Mama
                          Ma-a-m-a-a, my Ma-a-ma-a
                          It was Ma-a-m-a-a

                          ----------------------------------------------------------------


                          MAMA SANG A SONG
                          Walter Brennan
                          Vocals by the Johnny Mann Singers
                          Written by Bill Anderson


                          (GOD PUT A SONG IN THE HEART OF AN ANGEL, AND SOFTLY SHE SANG IT TO ME.)

                          I GET TO THINKING LOTS OF TIMES ABOUT BACK WHEN I WAS A LAD,
                          OF THE OLD HOME-PLACE WHERE I GROWED UP;
                          OF THE DAYS BOTH GOOD AND BAD.
                          MY OVERALLS WAS HAND-ME-DOWNS,
                          MY SHOES WAS FULL OF HOLES,
                          AND I USED TO WALK FOUR MILES TO SCHOOL EVERY DAY,
                          THOUGH THE RAIN AND THE SLEET AND THE COLD.

                          I"VE SEEN THE NIGHTS WHEN MY DADDY WOULD CRY
                          FOR THE THINGS THAT HIS FAMILY WOULD NEED,
                          BUT ALL HE EVER GOT WAS A BAD-LAND FARM
                          AND SEVEN HUNGRY MOUTHS TO FEED,
                          AND YET...AND YET, OUR HOME-FIRE NEVER FLICKERED ONCE,
                          'CAUSE WHEN ALL THESE THINGS WENT WRONG,
                          MAMA TOOK THE HYMN-BOOK DOWN, AND MAMA SANG A SONG.

                          (WHAT A FRIEND WE HAVE IN JESUS...)

                          I BEEN ROCKED TO SLEEP MANY A NIGHT
                          TO THE TUNE OF "WHAT A FRIEND"; COME MORNING,
                          "ROCK OF AGES WOULD WAKEN ME GENTLY ONCE AGAIN.
                          THEN DAD, HE'D REACH UP AND TAKE THE BIBLE DOWN
                          AND READ IT, READ IT LOUD AND LONG.
                          I ALWAYS THOUGHT THAT MAYBE OUR HOME WAS BLEST
                          WHEN DADDY WOULD SAY, "MAMA, SING A SONG."

                          SISTER LEFT HOME FIRST, I GUESS,
                          THEN BOB AND THEN TOMMY AND THEN DAN.
                          THEN DAD'S HAIR WAS TURNIN’ WHITE --
                          ‘N I HAD TO BE MAMA'S LITTLE MAN.
                          BUT IT SEEMED THAT AS DADDY’S BACK GROWED WEAK,
                          MOTHER’S FAITH JUST GROWED STRONG.
                          AND THEM WERE THE GREATEST DAYS OF ALL, WHEN MAMA SANG A SONG.

                          (ROCK OF AGES, CLEFT FOR ME.
                          LET ME HIDE MYSELF IN THEE.)
                          OOH OOH OOH (Through Recitation)

                          I GUESS THE HOUSE IS STILL STANDING; I DON'T GET BACK MUCH NO MORE.
                          NO VOICE IS LEFT TO FILL THEM HALLS,
                          ‘N NO STEPS TO GRACE THE FLOOR.
                          YOU SEE, MY MAMA SINGS IN HEAVEN NOW,
                          AROUND GOD'S GOLDEN THRONE.
                          BUT I'LL ALWAYS BELIEVE THIS WORLD
                          IS A BETTER PLACE BECAUSE...ONE TIME...MY MAMA...SANG... A SONG.

                          (PRECIOUS MEMORIES FILL MY SOUL...)
                          Life is not measured by the number of breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away.
                          "Hating America is something best left to Mobius. He is an expert Yank hater.
                          He also hates Texans and Australians, he does diversify." ~ Braindead

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                          • Silent Screams

                            By HALFORD

                            Look at me I'm chasing
                            After dreams left in the storm
                            What I am is all
                            That really matters now
                            That lies are gone -
                            That lies are gone,
                            All the lies are gone,
                            The lies are gone.

                            Tempting fate and losing
                            Friends along the way I loved
                            No regrets
                            I'm standing
                            With a needle in my heart -
                            Needle in my heart,
                            Needle in my heart,
                            Needle in my heart.

                            You'll never know
                            My life means everything
                            Still I scream because
                            There's nothing left to do until the end.

                            The world goes on
                            With all that I've become
                            And still I scream inside
                            For all the pain I've taken hasn't changed.

                            Nothing's changed at all
                            The truth is like a chain
                            Heaven's calling me
                            The place that I belong
                            Killing pain -
                            Killing pain.

                            Close my eyes a million faces
                            Get inside my mind.
                            Take a breath and fill my troubled
                            Soul with all mankind.
                            Killing pain -
                            Killing pain,
                            I'm killing pain,
                            Killing pain.

                            The world goes on
                            With all that I've become.
                            And still I scream inside
                            For all the pain I've taken hasn't changed...

                            The man in black
                            I'm coming back to spew my evil hate.
                            My crown of horns and bloody thorns
                            I'll dig up what you fear.

                            I am the shape that's in your room that watches over you.
                            I am the needle in your heart - your disillusioned God.

                            I am God, I am fate, I am all the sins you make, yeah - hate.
                            I am black, I am white, I am the blood upon the knife, yeah - hate.

                            Since time began I made a vow to drag you underground;
                            To steal your soul of purity and watch you waste away.

                            I am pure, I am right, I'm the God that makes you fight, yeah - hate.
                            I am life, I am death, I will steal your final breath, yeah - hate.

                            I prey upon your broken dreams your weakness gives me strength.
                            I'm laughing at your silent screams I'll crush you with my hate.

                            You take it all
                            And face the fear that's here
                            Until the Silence Screams
                            it leaves you with no choice to carry on.

                            You'll never fall
                            When all is said and done
                            The only Scream is here
                            The journey never ends - it's just begun...

                            The lies that never learned
                            The needles in my heart
                            And things will never change
                            So everytime I scream I'm killing pain.
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                            • Burn In Hell

                              By JUDAS PRIEST

                              Speak to me
                              Of those days I won't forget
                              Your worst dreams
                              Has just returned - to pay you back
                              I'm still laughing
                              There's not much else I can do
                              But one's thing's certain
                              I'm coming back for you

                              Have you got a gun
                              Do you remember well
                              Who you used it on
                              It's time to burn in hell

                              Say my name
                              I can hear you whisper
                              Not to blame?
                              You are going to blister
                              Scream in the night
                              I've been counting the days
                              It's so amusing
                              To see you again

                              Have you got a gun
                              Do you remember well
                              Who d'ya use it on
                              You're going to burn in hell

                              Die!
                              Why?
                              Time to pay the price...

                              Kill...
                              I will!
                              Have my sacrifice...

                              Plead...
                              With fear...
                              I am getting near...

                              Friend?
                              Liar!
                              Time to eat some fire!

                              Have you got a gun
                              Do you remember well
                              Who d'ya use it on
                              You're going to burn in hell

                              Burn in hell
                              Burn in hell

                              Have you got a gun
                              Do you remember well
                              Who d'ya use it on
                              You're going to burn in hell

                              Burn in hell
                              Burn in hell

                              Snarl like a dog
                              You'll scream like a banshee
                              Stuck like a hog
                              You're gonna love me

                              Burn in hell
                              I can hear you whisper
                              Burn in hell
                              You are going to blister
                              Burn in hell
                              Screaming like a banshee
                              Burn in hell
                              Burn
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                              • Killing Machine

                                By JUDAS PRIEST

                                I never give no answers, I never tell no lies
                                I never walk a straight line so I never get surprised
                                I don't ask no favors so I won't get abused
                                I learned to win when I was young
                                So I'm never ever gonna lose

                                They pay me the money and I'll do the job
                                I got a contract on you
                                I got a contract, on you

                                I never ask no questions, I never speak my mind
                                I always found that silence helps to keep me and my kind alive
                                I take care of business, It takes care of me
                                I look after myself and do it well
                                'cause somebody's always looking for me

                                They pay me the money and I'll do the job
                                I got a contract on you
                                I got a contract on you

                                What manner of man am I?
                                A gun, lump sum and then I move on
                                What manner of man are you?
                                Stab a friend's back to jump a queue

                                I do what I do 'cos I can't do nothing better
                                You do what you do, just defendin' yourself

                                'cos you ain't got nothin' better to do

                                I got no place, no name, I'm just a killing machine
                                I kept the population down, if you know what I mean
                                I never stop in one place, I move about the cities
                                Got expensive tastes, but I hasten to add that
                                I'm the best that there is

                                They pay me the money and I'll do the job
                                I got a contract on you
                                I got a contract on you

                                I got a contract on you
                                I got a contract on you
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