1. |
When Midnight Comes
03:32
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WHEN MIDNIGHT COMES
(Limer)
Now did they say that it would never happen?
Now did they say that it would soon end?
They taught us out of desperation,
How to survive right ‘til the very end.
And you know, with it came the night time
You could hear them crying for the night
This time there would be no surrender,
They left it for us to the fight.
Time after time, you could see just how they run
But you had to be sure when you bolted the door from the night
When midnight comes
You know where to find me and then
When midnight comes
I’ll be waiting for daylight again
And now can you hear the shouting?
I’m lost in this lonely land
You fools, you felt the temptation
You wouldn’t take my helping hand
Time after time, you jumped into the fire
But you had to be sure when you bolted the door from the night
When midnight comes
You know where to find me and then
When midnight comes
I’ll be waiting for daylight again
But you had to be sure when you bolted the door from the night
When midnight comes
You know where to find me and then
When midnight comes
I’ll be waiting for daylight again
When midnight comes
When midnight comes
When midnight comes
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2. |
Victim of the Night
04:14
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VICTIMS OF THE NIGHT
(Dealer/Short)
Don’t look behind you when the walls are closing in,
Turn and run, you know you just can’t win.
Strange faces look at you from corners of your mind,
You know you’ve left reality behind.
All around is madness but your cries don’t make a sound,
You hide your feelings in the ‘lost and found’
You won’t find the answers leaving every stone unturned,
Life is just a lesson to be learned
Look at it from my side and you’ll see that I am right
Nothing ever changes when you’re victims of the night.
Take a look around you while you’re searching for the light
Reflected in the mirror are your victims…victims of the night!
If you think you’re lonely, you are not the only one,
Everybody’s some poor mother’s son
Life can be so cruel so you’ll just have to stand and fight,
Cos in the end you know that you are right.
Look at it from my side and you’ll see that I am right
Nothing ever changes when you’re victims of the night.
Take a look around you while you’re searching for the light
Reflected in the mirror are your victims…victims of the night!
Don’t look behind you when the walls are closing in,
Turn and run, you know you just can’t win.
Strange faces look at you from corners of your mind,
You know you’ve left reality behind.
Look at it from my side and you’ll see that I am right
Nothing ever changes when you’re victims of the night.
Take a look around you while you’re searching for the light
Reflected in the mirror are your victims…victims of the night!
Victims of the night!
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3. |
Son of a Bitch
03:19
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SON OF A BITCH
(Short)
When your boss is giving you a real hard time
And when he’s always trying to lay it on the line,
And when he’s always on your case
That’s when you look him in the face.
YOU CAN KISS MY ARSE YOU’RE A SON OF A BITCH!
YOU CAN KISS MY ARSE YOU’RE A SON OF A BITCH!
You’ got, Long hair and a leather jacket, they all criticise
Never mind the real troublemakers, it’s you that they despise.
When they try and put you in your place,
Tell them you’re part of the human race.
AND YOU CAN KISS MY ARSE YOU’RE A SON OF A BITCH!
YOU CAN KISS MY ARSE YOU’RE A SON OF A BITCH!
YOU CAN KISS MY ARSE YOU’RE A SON OF A BITCH!
YOU CAN KISS MY ARSE YOU’RE A SON OF A BITCH!
When you’re going home at night and you’re stopped by the law,
And when they’ve hassled you ‘til you can’t take anymore.
Don’t take no shit from no-one, you’ done nothing wrong.
Just turn and give him the finger, you can’t go wrong
AND YOU CAN KISS MY ARSE YOU’RE A SON OF A BITCH!
YOU CAN KISS MY ARSE YOU’RE A SON OF A BITCH!
FUCK YOU!..... YOU SON OF A BITCH!
KISS MY FUCKIN’ ARSE, YOU SON OF A BITCH!
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4. |
Epitaph
06:35
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EPITAPH
(C Gentil/Short)
There’s a certain kind of madness
In a world of make believe,
But anger, pain and misery
Are the thoughts that you receive.
Now you’re searching for the golden dream
And the good times that it brings.
Now clouded by reality
You feel the touch of angel’s wings.
What can I do, what can I say to take this pain away
Controller of my destiny.
My mind is trapped behind a wall, my silent cry became a call
My epitaph laid out for me.
See yourself in a circle of fools,
All wrapped up in tragedy.
Now there ain’t no, there ain’t no turning back
Only crying and self-pity.
When the needles and the silver spoons
Have tuned your head around.
Too many years wasted on the ghetto life
Slave to the craze which brought you down.
What can I do, what can I say to take this pain away
Controller of my destiny.
My mind is trapped behind a wall, my silent cry became a call
My epitaph laid out for me.
What can I do, what can I say to take this pain away
Controller of my destiny.
My mind is trapped behind a wall, my silent cry became a call
My epitaph laid out for me.
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5. |
Choose Your Weapon
02:54
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CHOOSE YOUR WEAPON
(Short)
Oh, I am looking out for number one
Biding my time until the fighting comes.
I don’t think that you will ever learn
If you play with fire you’ll get your fingers burned.
The sound of breaking glass is all around my head,
Sometimes I feel as if I am already dead.
And now it feels just like some kind of crazy spell
Like I just died and went to hell.
And now the time has come to put you in your place
You will remember me, you won’t forget my face
Choose your weapon now, you’d better do it right
I will show you how to do it right
CHOOSE YOUR WEAPON!
CHOOSE YOUR WEAPON!
CHOOSE YOUR WEAPON!
NOW CHOOSE YOUR WEAPON!
CHOOSE YOUR WEAPON!
CHOOSE YOUR WEAPON!
CHOOSE YOUR WEAPON!
So prepare yourself to fight until the death
I won’t be satisfied ‘til I take your last breath
Choose your weapon now, you’d better do it fast
I don’t know how long your life will last.
WEAPON! WEAPON!
WEAPON! WEAPON! WEAPON!
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6. |
Bring the Walls Down
04:39
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Bring The Walls Down
(Short)
Johnny’s on the run, got a stolen loaded gun
Hiding from the crowds and the city’s’ heat.
Gonna live and learn, when the tables turn,
Gonna taste revenge and the taste is sweet!
Suzie’s out of money, she doesn’t find it funny.
Gonna find some action out there on the streets
More young love for sale, it never seems to fail,
Finds there’s easy money right between those sheets.
Makin’ trouble, in troubled times make no mistake.
Times of anger, but anger’s blind.
Someday something, some where’s gonna break!
Bring the walls down,
Bring the walls down,
Bring the walls down,
Bring the walls…… down!
Suzie’s way of life, depending on a knife,
Fighting for survival in a cold grey hell!
Living in the slums, looks after number one,
Lying and cheating she does it well!
Makin’ trouble, in troubled times make no mistake.
Times of anger, but anger’s blind.
Someday something, some where’s gonna break!
Bring the walls down,
Bring the walls down,
Bring the walls down,
Bring the walls down,
Bring the walls down,
Bring the walls down,
Bring the walls down,
Bring the walls down!
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7. |
Final Conflict
08:42
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Final Conflict
(Short)
And so it came to pass, nothing good will last,
Now the holy war’s begun.
Fight from heaven and hell, no-one will really tell,
Who has lost and who has won!
On the seventh day, we kneel to pray,
Beg forgiveness for our sins.
That’s when he’ll come, unholy one
His evil work begins
I have seen the rising of the big, black sun
I have seen the madness in his eyes
And he won’t rest ‘til his evil work is done
‘Til the sun no longer brightens up our skies
I’ll cast you down, down through the ground,
Back to your fiery hole.
Good will prevail, I’ll put a nail
Into your rotten soul
Thy kingdom come, thy will be done
In heaven as it is in hell.
I’ll take your earth, for what it’s worth,
And make it mine as well
I have seen the rising of the big, black sun
I have seen the madness in his eyes
And he won’t rest ‘til his evil work is done
‘Til the sun no longer brightens up our skies
On the seventh day, you knelt to pray,
For things that you had done.
Then Satan came, the world was slain
His dirty deed was done.
We all saw the rising of the big, black sun
We all saw the madness in his eyes
He didn’t rest ‘til his evil work was done
Now the sun no longer brightens up our skies!
The war is won, I’ve seen the sun,
I’ve seen the rising of the big, black sun.
Look to my eyes, you’ll hear the cries,
You’ll see the sun, you’ll see the big, black sun.
Look to my eyes, you’ll hear the cries,
You’ll see the final conflict’s done, the war is won!
I’ve seen his eyes!
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8. |
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Better Things To Do
(Short/Gentil)
Monday morning’s here again,
The weekend goes so fast
Another week of work ahead,
Don’t think I can last.
Doing the same job day after day
Until you go insane
The boredom really gets you down.
You’ve done it wrong again!
All work, no play.
All work, no play.
You’ve got better… Better things to do!
Don’t go to work just for fun
You go to earn some bread.
Scorting your balls off all day long
So your family can be fed.
Time passes by real slow,
But the weekend’s drawing near.
I can’t wait to get out of this place,
And go and have a beer.
All work, no play.
All work, no play.
You’ve got better… Better things to do!
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9. |
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Bring The Walls Down
(Short)
Johnny’s on the run, got a stolen loaded gun
Hiding from the crowds and the city’s’ heat.
Gonna live and learn, when the tables turn,
Gonna taste revenge and the taste is sweet!
Suzie’s out of money, she doesn’t find it funny.
Gonna find some action out there on the streets
More young love for sale, it never seems to fail,
Finds there’s easy money right between those sheets.
Makin’ trouble, in troubled times make no mistake.
Times of anger, but anger’s blind.
Someday something, some where’s gonna break!
Bring the walls down,
Bring the walls down,
Bring the walls down,
Bring the walls…… down!
Suzie’s way of life, depending on a knife,
Fighting for survival in a cold grey hell!
Living in the slums, looks after number one,
Lying and cheating she does it well!
Makin’ trouble, in troubled times make no mistake.
Times of anger, but anger’s blind.
Someday something, some where’s gonna break!
Bring the walls down,
Bring the walls down,
Bring the walls down,
Bring the walls down,
Bring the walls down,
Bring the walls down,
Bring the walls down,
Bring the walls down!
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LAP OF THE GODS
(Short)
Lost and alone, feeling the cold.
Wondering now, will I ever grow old?
Everything now is in the lap of the gods,
Your destiny is in the lap of the gods.
Fight for a living, or fight for your life
Live by the sword, or die by the knife
Everything now is in the lap of the gods,
Your destiny is in the lap of the gods.
Smash down the walls
Light up the skies
Break down the barriers
And cover your eyes
Coward or warrior
Right or wrong
Killing small children
But the reasons have gone
It’s in the lap of the gods
The lap of the gods
It’s in the lap of the gods
The lap of the gods
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11. |
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AT YOUR MERCY
It’s getting dark now baby,
But I can see a hand before my face.
Can it be the hand of a lady?
Or my mind, falling out of place?
At your mercy, there’s nothing I can do
All that’s left are the chosen few
Before you came in to my life now
I was happy as a man can be
Schizophrenia
Was just another word to me.
At your mercy, there’s nothing I can do,
Is it me baby, or is it you?
Just a simple man in the day time,
A killer on the streets at night.
Won’t someone cut one of my lifelines
So I can live the life I might.
At your mercy, there’s nothing I can do
Oh end it for me, before I end it for you
Said I’m at your mercy yeah
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