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NO PRAYER FOR THE DYING

    Tailgunner

    Race your way back 50 years
    
    Ro the glow of dresden-blood and tears
    
    In the black above by the cruel searchlight
    
    Men will die and men will fight-yeah|
    
    
    
    Who shot who and who fired first?
    
    Dripping death to whet the bloodthirst
    
    No radar lock on-skin and bone
    
    The bomber boys are going home
    
    
    
    Chorus:
    
    
    
    Climb into the sky never wonder why-tailgunner
    
    You're a tailgunner
    
    
    
    (REPEAT)
    
    
    
    Nail that fokker kill that son.
    
    Gonna blow your guts out with my gun
    
    The weather forecasts good for war
    
    Cologne and frankfurt?have some more
    
    
    
    Tail end charlie in the boiling sky
    
    The Enola Gay was my last try
    
    Now that this tailgunner's gone
    
    No more bombers (just one big bomb)
    
    
    
    Chorus
    
    

    Holy Smoke

    Believe in me send no money
    
    I died on the cross and that ain't funny
    
    But my so called friends they're making me a joke
    
    They missed out what I said like I never spoke
    
    They choose what they wanna hear they don't tell a lie
    
    They just leave out the truth as they're watching you die
    
    They're saving your souls by taking your money
    
    Flies around shit bees around honey
    
    
    
    Chorus:
    
    
    
    Holy smoke holy smoke
    
    There's plenty bad preachers for the devil to stoke
    
    Feed 'em in feet first this is no joke
    
    This is thirsty work making holy smoke yeah
    
    Making holy smoke
    
    
    
    Jimmy reptile and all his friends
    
    Say they gonna be with you at the end
    
    Burning records burning books
    
    Holy soldiers nazi looks
    
    Crocodile smiles just wait a while
    
    Till the tv queen gets her make-up clean
    
    I've lived in filth I've lived in sin
    
    and I still smell cleaner than the shit you're in
    
    
    
    [Chorus]
    
    
    
    Holy smoke
    
    Smells good
    
    
    
    They ain't religious but they ain't no fools
    
    When noah built his cadillac it was cool
    
    Two by two they're still going down
    
    And the satellite circus just left town
    
    I think they're strange and when they're dead
    
    They can have a lincoln for their bed
    
    Friend of the president trick of the tail
    
    Now they ain't got a prayer 100 years in jail
    
    
    
    [Chorus]
    
    
    
    HOLY SMOKE
    
    

    No Prayer For The Dying

    There are times when I've wondered
    
    And times when I've cried
    
    When my prayers they were answered
    
    At times when I've lied
    
    But if you asked me a question
    
    Would I tell you truth
    
    Now there's something to bet on
    
    You've got nothing to lose
    
    
    
    When I've sat by the window
    
    And gazed at the rain
    
    With an ache in my heart
    
    But never feeling the pain
    
    And if you would tell me
    
    Just what my life means
    
    Walking a long road
    
    Never reaching the end
    
    
    
    God give me the answer to my life
    
    God give me the answer to my dreams
    
    God give me the answer to my prayers
    
    God give me the answer to my being.
    
    

    Public Enema Number One

    When it all comes down the line
    
    and the lights they turn to greed
    
    and you race off with your tyres screaming
    
    rolling thunder
    
    and the people choke with poison
    
    children cry in fear
    
    but you've got your fast bullet
    
    one way ticket outta here
    
    
    
    Chorus:
    
    Fall on your knees today
    
    And pray the world will mend its ways
    
    Get to your feet again
    
    Refugees from the heartbreak and the pain
    
    
    
    In the cities in the streets
    
    There's a tension you can feel
    
    Breaking strain is fast approaching
    
    Guns and riots
    
    Politicians gamble and lie to save their skins
    
    And the press get fed the scapegoats
    
    Public enema number one
    
    
    
    Chorus
    
    
    
    A million network slaves
    
    In an advertising new age
    
    I don't need a crystal ball to sell ya
    
    Your children have more brains
    
    Than your drug infested remains
    
    California dreaming as the earth dies screaming
    
    
    
    Chorus
    
    

    Fates Warning

    Why is it some of us are destined to stay alive
    
    And some of us are here just so that we'll die
    
    How come the bullet hits the other guy
    
    Do we have to try and reason why
    
    
    
    Chorus:
    
    
    
    Be it the devil or be it him
    
    You can count on just one thing
    
    When the time is up you'll know
    
    Not just one power runs the show
    
    
    
    
    
    Are we the lucky ones saved for another day
    
    Or they the lucky ones who are taken away
    
    Is it a hand on your shoulder from the lord above
    
    Or the devil himself come to give you a shove
    
    
    
    Chorus
    
    
    
    A volcano erupts and sweeps a town away
    
    A hurricane devastates the cities in its way
    
    The grief and misery for the ones that are left behind
    
    The worst is yet to come a hell to face mankind.
    
    

    The Assassin

    Now the contracts out
    
    They've put the word about
    
    I'm coming after you
    
    
    
    It's not the money I make
    
    It's the thrill of the chase
    
    And I'm coming after you
    
    
    
    I watch your every move
    
    Study the things you do
    
    And the pattern of your ways
    
    
    
    I watch the way you walk
    
    I hear your telephone talk
    
    I want to understand the way you think
    
    
    
    Chorus:
    
    
    
    Better watch out,cos I'm the assassin,
    
    Better watch out,better watch out
    
    
    
    [REPEAT]
    
    
    
    I'm in a cold cold sweat
    
    I taste the smell of death
    
    I know the moment's getting closer
    
    
    
    And as you walk to the light
    
    I feel my hands go tight
    
    Excitement running through my veins
    
    
    
    I've got you in my sights
    
    I've got you dead to rights
    
    The triggers waiting for my finger
    
    
    
    I feel adrenalin rush
    
    It's just the final touch
    
    You can kiss your arse goodbye
    
    
    
    Chorus:
    
    

    Run Silent Run Deep

    The convoy lights are dead ahead
    
    The merchantmen lay in their bed
    
    The thump of diesels hammers down
    
    In the oily sea-the killing ground
    
    His knuckles white his eyes alight
    
    He slams the hatch on the deadly night
    
    A cunning fox in the chickens lair
    
    A hound of hell and the devil don't care
    
    
    
    Chorus:
    
    
    
    Runing silent,runing deep,we are your final prayer
    
    Warriors in secret sleep,a merchantman's nightmare
    
    A silent death lies awaiting,for all of you below
    
    Running silent,running deep,sink into your silent sleep
    
    
    
    
    
    Chill the hearts of fighting men
    
    In open ocean wondering when?
    
    The lethal silver fish will fly
    
    The boat will shiver-men will die
    
    A cast of millions-a part to play
    
    Killer?victim?or fool for a day
    
    Obeying an order-men have to die
    
    Us or them-a well rehearsed lie
    
    
    
    Chorus
    
    
    
    The lifeboats shattered the hull is torn
    
    The tar black smell of burning oil
    
    On the way down to Davy Jones
    
    Every man for himself-you're on your own
    
    The wolf eyes watch the crosswire
    
    'stern tubes ready','aim and fire|'
    
    They can pin some medal on your chest
    
    But in two more weeks-dead like the rest
    
    
    
    Chorus
    
    

    Hooks In You

    I got the keys to view at number 22
    
    Behind my green door there's nothing to see
    
    Stone cold sober and sitting in silence,laid
    
    Back and looking for symphaty
    
    I like a girl who knows where she's bound
    
    I don't like girls who've been hanging around
    
    
    
    Chorus:
    
    
    
    Hooks in you,hooks in me,hooks in the ceiling
    
    For that well hung feeling
    
    No big deal,no big sin,strung up on love I
    
    Got the hooks screwed in
    
    
    
    Chorus
    
    
    
    She's tied up she can't come to the phone
    
    You must have got your wires crossed cos she ain't home
    
    Knock on wood-you know I like that sound
    
    She never could keep her feet on the ground
    
    
    
    Chorus
    
    
    
    Right on the money got it wrapped up tight
    
    New ideas for the decor tonight
    
    Gonna make this house a preservation zone
    
    Gonna set her in concrete set her up on her own.
    
    

    Bring Your Daughter.... To The Slaughter

    Honey its getting close to midnight
    
    And all the myths are in town
    
    
    True love and lipstick on your linen
    
    Bite the pillow make no sound
    
    If there's some living to be done
    
    Before your life becomes your tomb
    
    You'd better know that I'm the one
    
    So unchain your back door invite me around
    
    
    
    Honey its getting close to daybreadk
    
    The sun is creeping in the sky
    
    No patent remedies for heartache
    
    Just empty words and humble pie
    
    
    
    So get down on your kneees honey
    
    Assume an attitude
    
    You just pray that I'll be waiting
    
    Cos you know I'm coming soon
    
    
    
    So pick up your foolish pride,no going back
    
    No where,no way,no place to hide
    
    
    
    Bring your daughter,bring your daughter to the slaughter
    
    Let her go,let her go,let her go.
    
    

    Mother Russia

    Mother Russia how are you sleeping

    Middle winter cold winds blow

    From the trees the snowflakes drifting

    Swirling round like ghosts in the snow
     
     

    Mother Russia poetry majestic

    Tells the time of a great empire

    Turning round the old man ponders

    Reminiscing an age gone by
     
     

    Mother Russia

    Dance of the tsars

    Hold up your heads

    Be proud of what you are

    Now it has come

    Freedom at last

    Turning the tides of history

    And your past
     
     

    Mother Russia

    Dance of the tsars

    Hold up your heads

    Remember who you are

    Can you release

    The anger the grief

    Can you be happy

    Now your people are free
     


 


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