Lyrics to b-sides and non-album tracks

Corrections are gladly accepted

* available on "Best of Bruce Dickinson" bonus-CD

Americans are behind

(C. Dale)
Back from the edge, CDS 2

Hello!

Well I've studied Greenwich Meantime and its different from CET
But in Europe we're all in line and that's no big problem for me, ha, ha
But over in the USA, while we're all having our tea
They're maybe just getting dressed, well that's no way to be.

Americans are behind (x4)

Well, I called them on the telephone during office hours
I'd spoken to their answerphone, some silly mumbling cow
She said "I'm sorry we're not open yet but have a nice day"
But it's gone noon, they're still in bed they're far behind in the USA

Americans are behind (x4)

Good Lord, can't you hurry up?
Americans are behind
Americans, get a move on now!

Good God, ??
Hardly dressed, get that thing inside your trousers! How dare you?

SOLO

At the third stroke we will all have a jolly good time...
At the third stroke, at the fourth stroke, it will be... 
the fifth stroke and the sixth stroke... oh, dear!

Americans are behind (x6)

Precisely...

---

Armchair hero

(B. Dickinson/A. Dickson)
Back from the edge, CDS 1

You want a toy, you wanna go from your armchair things you know
Secret plans, conspiracy, little people all around
You curse love, you curse hate 
your curse you life, you curse your fate
Whatever you can be

If only you could learn (x2)

Narrow-vision, that's the way, you find it helps you through the day
Too many reasons to believe, no time to understand
The clock is ticking like bomb, subversive ? ? going on
Your only certainty

If only you could learn (x2)
If only, If only, If only, If only, if only you could learn

CHORUS:
Victim gravel on your knees
Victim of your own disease
Make my day, why don't ya? 
From your armchair, you're a hero

SOLO

If only you could learn (x2)
If only, If only, If only, If only, if only you could learn

REPEAT CHORUS

Screaming beauty, suicide
So cynical, you never tried
To understand the reasons
From your armchair you're a hero

If only you could learn (x2)
If only, If only, If only, If only, if only you could learn

---

Ballad of Mutt

(B. Dickinson/J. Gers)
Tattooed millionaire, 7", 12", CDS, Shape pic disc

Before I met my baby, there was a whole lot going on
Yea, before I met my baby, there was a whole lot going on
I used to wag my tail in every corner 
never hesitate to give that bitch a bone

Before I met my baby didn't have a clue
Before I met my baby I didn't know what I should do
Before I met my baby this misguided mutt made dogmeat out of you 
and everybody else
 
She went to see my kennel, she said "It's like a rabbit huch"
She went to see my kennel, she said "It smells too much"
She wouldn't wag her tail or nothing at all 
until the furniture-man called
He said take it away, oh yeah, go on, let's guitar

SOLO

One time, baby, I took her for a walk
Two timing bitch, I tried to squash her under a truck
Three time looser, this ain't no game
Five hand shuffle driving me insane
I can't get it when I want it, 
when I call her she don't answer to her name

We settle down into a laugh of bliss or so it seemed
I adjusted to the endless wine and foodmixes end her talking to me
It was hell, I tell you
And when I dug my bone up, she threw my bone right back at me!

Some...
There's some harmonica?  In the ball?

SOLO

I finished with that bitch, he'd left her tied up to a tree
She had a note around her neck saying, "Take this one, she's free"
Before I met my baby my life was misery
Before I met my baby my life was misery 

Hm...

---

Black night

(I. Gillan/R.Blackmoore/J. Lord/R. Glover/I. Paice)
Dive dive dive, 12", CDS
(Original: Deep Purple-The single A's and B's)

Black night is not right
I don't feel so bright
I don't care to sit tight
Maybe I'll find on the way down the line
that I'm free, free to be me

Black night is a long way from home

I don't need a dark tree
I don't want a rough sea
I can't feel, I can't see
Maybe I'll find on the way down the line
that I'm free, free to be me

Black night is a long way from home

SOLO

Black night, black night
I don't need black night
I can't see dark night
Maybe I'll find on the way down the line
that I'm free, free to be me

Black night is a long way from home

---

Black widow

(A. Cooper/B. Ezrin/?. Wagner)
Humanary Stew- A tribute to Alice Cooper, Album
(Original: Alice Cooper-Welcome to my nightmare)

These words he speaks are true
We're all humanary stew if
We don't pledge allegiance to
The Black Widow

The horror that he brings
The horror of his sting
The unholiest of kings
The Black Widow

Our minds will be his toy
And every girl and boy will learn to be employed by
The Black Widow

Love him, Yes we love him
Love him, Yes we love him

He sits upon his throne and picks at all the bones of his
Husbands and his
Wives he's devoured
He stares with a gleam
With a laugh so obscene at the virgins and the children
He's deflowered

Love him, Yes we love him
Love him, Yes we love him
Love me, Yes we love him

Our thoughts are hot and crazed
Our brains are webbed in haze
Of mindless senseless daze
The Black Widow

These words he speaks are true
We're all humanary stew
If we don't pledge allegiance to
The Black Widow

---

Bohemian Rhapsody

(F. Mercury)
Montserrat Caballe- Friends for life, Album
(Original: Queen-A night at the opera)

[Choir:]
Is this the real life, Is this just fantasy 
Caught in a landslide, No escape from reality 
Open your eyes, Look up to the skies and see 

[Montserrat:]
I'm just a poor girl, I need no sympathy 
Because I'm easy come, easy go, 
A little high, little low, 
Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me 
To me

[Bruce:]
Mama, just killed a man, 
Put a gun against his head, 
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead, 
Mama, life had just begun, 
But now I've gone and thrown it all away 

Mama ooo,
Didn't mean to make you cry 
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow 
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters 

[Montserrat:]
Too late, my time has come, 
[Bruce:]
Sends shivers down my spine 
Body's aching all the time, 
Goodbye everybody

[Montserrat:]
You've got to go 
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth 
Mama ooo- (any way the wind blows) 
[Both:]
I don't want to die, 
[Bruce:]
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all 

[Montserrat:]
I see a little silhouetto of a man, 
Scaramouche, scaramouche will you do the Fandango 
Thunderbolt and lightning, very very frightening me 
Galileo, Galileo, Galileo Galileo 
Galileo figaro
Magnifico 

But I'm just a poor girl and nobody likes me 
[Choir:]
She's just a poor girl from a poor family 
Spare her all her life from this monstrosity 
[Montserrat:]
Easy come easy go, will you let me go 

[Choir:]
Bismillah! No-,we will not let you go-let you go 
Bismillah! We will not let you go-let you go 
Bismillah! We will not let you go-let me go 
Will not let you go-let me go 
Will not let you go let me go 
No, no, no, no, no, no, no 

Mama mia, mama mia, mama mia let me go 
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, for me 

[Bruce:]
So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye 
So you think you can love me and leave me to die 
Oh baby, can't do this to me baby 
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here 

[Bruce:]
Nothing really matters, 
[Montserrat:]
Anyone can see, 
[Bruce:]
Nothing really matters
[Montserrat:]
nothing really matters to me, 

Any way the wind blows.... 

---

Bring your daughter to the slaughter

(B. Dickinson)
Soundtrack-The Nightmare on Elm Street pt 5", CD
Bring your daughter to the slaughter, promo CDS
Dive dive live, Video
Best of Bruce Dickinson

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
Unchain your back door invite me around

CHORUS:
Bring your daughter, bring your daughter to the slaughter
let her go, let her go, let her go
(x2)

Honey its getting close to daybreak
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

REPEAT CHORUS

So pick up your foolish pride'
No going back, no where, no way, no place to hide

SOLO

REPEAT CHORUS (x2)

Let her go(x4)

---

Cadillac gas mask

(B. Dickinson)
Shoot all the clowns, CDS 2

I saw the girl drive a blacked out limousine
In a little black gun, unleaded fun
She thinks she's a movie queen
Steel wheels, steel rails move to the ?? beat
You've got lead in your pants, lead in your feet
Get out of your cars, take a walk on the street

CHORUS:
Cadillac gas mask
Cadillac mask, you guy's, gimme, gimme
Cadillac gas mask
Cadillac, Cadillac gas mask 
(REPEAT)

Cadillac mask!

Red light, green light, 
girls are letting gas as you're going nowhere
Gridlock, wheel lock, handing lock, break block 
stuck on your wheels again
There was a time when the air was sweet and pure
Now you're sitting in my back yard smoking up the air
Pedal to the metal but you're getting nowhere

REPEAT CHORUS

Cadillac mask!

Yeah, yeah, yeah (x3)

SOLO

REPEAT CHORUS

Cadillac gas mask
Cadillac mask, you guy's, gimme, gimme
Cadillac gas mask
Cadillac, Cadillac gas mask
Cadillac gas mask
Cadillac mask, you've got...

---

Confeos

(B. Dickinson/Roy Z.)
Killing floor, CDS

Story of one strange night in Japan... 

In the smoky haze, she was dancing free
Should've ordered one but I ordered three
Then I watched the room, and it was dancing too
So I ordered four and I hit the floor

On the count of five, I was still alive
At the stroke of six, I picked a drink to mix
At the stroke of seven, I fell out of heaven
As the clock struck eight, I felt the hand of fate

BRIDGE:
You're in the spotlight
And I'm running out of time
You're in the spotlight
The wheels of your life starts now

Tell me what sin was on your mind, yeah
May I approach from behind, yeah
Tell me what sin was on your mind, yeah
Start confessing to your crimes, yeah

Well, I tried to come but I was already there
Did I arrive too soon? Well better late than never
When I come again, you will know it's time
Cause I have to go to catch another rhyme

Things are getting tight, maybe one more stroke
Any last words from the fiery folk

REPEAT BRIDGE

Tell me what sin is on your mind, yeah
May I approach from behind, yeah
Start confessing to your crimes, yeah
Tell me what sin is on your mind, yeah

Now the wheels of life goes rolling on, into the sun
Now the wheels of life goes rolling on, we roll as one

Tell me what sin is on your mind, yeah
Start confessing to your crimes, yeah
(x2)

---

Darkness be my friend

(B. Dickinson)
All the young dudes, 7", 12", CDS, Shape pic disc

Cold sunlight falling on me
Cold sunlight falling on me
I am a lonely man, sorrow is my friend
Fall asleep as the dawn comes up, a ray of hope again

Hold a crystal vision, for a second, let it pass
Hold a crystal vision, for a moment making last
Summers so quickly gone, darkness be my friend
Nothing lasts forever, but the certainty of change

SOLO
I am a lonely man, sorrow is my friend
Nothing lasts forever, but the certainty of change

---

Elvis has left the building

(B. Dickinson/??)
Tears of the dragon, 7" Pic disc

They realize that misery forms 
the basis of our own immortal Frankensteins
As I said to my wife, oh, just the other day ????
we live our lives in dreamstates
And what you call real is just somebody else's dreams
Elvis Has Left The Building
The toast is burning in the kitchen

Elvis Has Left The Building

Whether your life is set is not an option now
I am feeling extremely unwell, something very strange is going on
Oh well, the other day I spoke to my wife
????? and welcome into our midst ????
Clear the streets, evacuate the cities
Do not drink the water
Elvis Has Left the Building 

Elvis Has Left the Building 

Things aren't too different to belong together 
All things... are... a... part 
Elvis Has Left the Building 
I am feeling extremely unwell 
Well, the other day I spoke to my wife 
The toast is burning in the kitchen 
Something very strange is going on 

Elvis has left the building (x5)

---

Firechild

(B. Dickinson)
Tears of the dragon, 7" clear vinyl

From the golden brow of a morning hill
The shadows rise in the early still
The earth is cracked and the dust is cold
The embers glow and the fire is old

Mountains in the sky, lightning cracks the night
Shivering in the cold till the morning light
I know this time around, I'm treading on holy ground
I've felt the ghosts, I've heard the sound

CHORUS:
So I ride on into the sun
with the shadows of the deeds that were done
I can't imagine what it was to be alive
The magic is still in the hills

Watch the firechild grow (x2)

Riding on the wind, burning through your heart
The blood of an indian nation slowly rips apart
Promises made, then railroads laid
And the world was thrown from the barrel of a gun

REPEAT CHORUS

Watch the firechild grow(x8)

SOLO

REPEAT CHORUS

The magic is still in the hills (x4)

---

Fog on the Tyne

(trad)
Dive, dive, Live, Video

Sitting in a sleazy snack-bar sucking sickly sausage rolls
Slipping down slowly, slipping down sideways,
think I'll sign off the dole - 'cause

CHORUS:
The fog on the Tyne is all mine, all mine,
The fog on the Tyne is all mine
The fog on the Tyne is all mine, all mine,
The fog on the Tyne is all mine.

Could a Copper catch a crooked coffin-maker,
Could a Copper comprehend
That a crooked coffin-maker's just an undertaker
Who undertakes to be your friend, and

REPEAT CHORUS

Tell it to tomorrow, today will take its time,
To tell you what tonight will bring.
Presently we'll have a pint or two together
Everybody do their thing.

We can swing together,
We can have a wee-wee,
We can have a wet on the wall
If someone slips a whisper
That it's simple, sister,
Slap them down and slap it on their smalls, 'cause

REPEAT CHORUS

---

Ghost of Cain

(B. Dickinson/A. Smith)
Accident of birth, CDS 1, 12"

In your hour of darkness, be not afraid
As the moonlight shivers on your grave

Come back to fight you here 
saves you from the danger
Come back to lead you home 
From a hooded stranger

CHORUS:
Conjuring the ghost of Cain
He won't let you fall again
Return your soul to sleep again
Conjuring the ghost of Cain

Cross a cork with silver would save you now
You must pay the ferryman, pay him somehow

There's only one place left
To take you across the river
You'll never know who sent you
The angel who delivers

REPEAT CHORUS

A streamer from the sun,
fire round your heart
The earth gives up, it's dead
The brothers are apart

SOLO

REPEAT CHORUS (x2)

The ghost of Cain (x3)

---

God's not coming back

(B. Dickinson/A. Dickson)
Back from the edge, CDS 1

Yeah, standing by the three kings and I thought I saw a star
["What do you reckon that is? Is it ???"]
["Oh No"]
I could smell the holy spirit, it was coming from the bar
[mumble]

CHORUS:
It's magic they said, back from the dead
It's not Christmas yet,  God's not coming back

[mumble]
God's not coming back 
[mumble]

He turn my water into wine, he fix my table leg just fine
Two ton rocks he rolled away, Lepers cured every Sunday 
["OK, goodnight, thank you very much, 
  be back next Sunday, alright?"]

REPEAT CHORUS

SOLO

Hanging with Magdalene
He never dug the little queen 
["She's a little stunner, you know what I mean?"]
You look like Ian Gillan but I bet you couldn't scream
Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!!!!

REPEAT CHORUS

God's not coming back (x3)

Oh well...

---

I'm in a band with an Italian drummer

(C. Dale)
Back from the edge, 7" Pic disc

Could need some help on the exact translation of the Italian part

CHORUS:
I'm in a band with an Italian drummer
and all the girls just fall in his lap
I'm in a band with an Italian drummer
But for a foreigner he's quite a nice chap

He just cooks pasta, always faster
He smokes with his father, makes good carbonara
His cock's too long to fit in this song
He shaves his legs and always thinks about sex
His hands have blisters, don't trust him with your sisters
He talks baloni and eats rigatoni
His name's on his sticks, he's got smelly armpits
And when he plays his drums it sounds like this

REPEAT CHORUS

He's really Italian, hung like a stallion
He never takes a rest from chasing breasts and legs
He hates Peter Criss but he still likes Kiss
And when he plays his drums it sounds like this

REPEAT CHORUS

"The characters described in this song are fictitious and 
 any similarity to real people living or dead is entirely 
 coincidental and unintentional"

REPEAT CHORUS

He's really Italian, he's hung like a stallion
His cock's too long to fit in this song
He shaves his legs, always thinks about sex
His hands have blisters, don't trust him with your sisters

He talks baloni and eats rigatoni
His name's on his sticks, he's got smelly armpits
when he plays his drums...

...do you know someone like this

I'm in a band with an Italian drummer
I'm in a band with a foreign chap (Repeat in infinity)

"You know son, it's like this you see. 
 We met him down the pub one day and eerm... 
 he looked a bit of a geezer at the time. 
 Ha! It was only when we gave him a fucking saxophone 
 that he discovered he was a fucking drummer didn't he! 
 Fucking cunt! 
 So we got rid of his saxophone and eerm... 
 put these drums there instead. And eerm... 
 he was a star really. 
 And there's nothing we can do about it really."

I'm in a band, in a band, in a band...

"Hey, are you fucking talking to me, aye?

Minchia! Minchia! Minchia! E' come se metti del 
peperoncino nel culo di una porta che scoreggia nuvole di nero. 
E poi c'era una vacca... Io non ho capito che dice questo 
ragazzo inglese... Non mi ricordo.

Ehi Vito, ma che cazzo dice, eh ?!
E te l'ho detto, io non capisco una minchia questo 
ragazzo straniero.

...fucking talking to you, aye!!! Ah, think so!
Andate a 'fanculo !!!"

Translation:
(More or less): 

"Dick! Dick! Dick! (in Sicilian dialect)
It's like if you put some pepper in the ass of a door (?) 
that farts black clouds.

And then there was a cow... I don't undestand what this 
english boy is saying... I don't remember.

Ehi Vito, what does that dick say, eh ?
And I told you, I don't understand this stranger boy.

...fucking talking to you, aye!!! Ah, think so!

Fuck off !!!"

---

Into the black hole

(A. Lucassen)
Ayreon - Universal migrator pt II, Album

a) The Eye of the Universe

a dark sphere surrounds us
surreal...oblivious...
in the centre of the galaxy

a hidden force has found us
powerful...mysterious...
at the boundary of eternity

nothing escapes, not even light
beyond the mystical horizon
we surrender to its might
gazing into the eye of the universe

a deep roar is sounding
deafening...thunderous...
as if the universe were crying
my heart is pounding
frantic...delirious...
my every nerve is dying

b) Halo of Darkness

I hear screams of fallen souls, sad cries of agony
within the void of this evil hole, deep inside the black

could it be my imagination, the mirror of my fantasy?
a fear-induced hallucination
or is there no way back from the halo of darkness?

spirits - apparitions - misery - suffering
horrid dreams and dire visions rising up from the black

look away in disbelief, this cannot be happening
the end has come, I bow in grief
there is no way back from the halo of darkness

c) The Final Door

now silence devours us
massive...suffocating...
the calm before the storm

gravity overpowers us
invincible...dominating...
and leads us through the final door

feed me light, I'm the halo of darkness
feel my might, I'm the eye of the universe

"As we continue on our journey, we dive into a black hole - 
a spiraling wormhole. As it sucks us in, time slows and 
images become distorted. Reality itself twists and bends. 
We leave the galaxy where our journey began, headed for the 
unknown. Where will it take us?"

---

(I wanna be) Elected

(A Cooper/M. Bruce/N. Smith/D. Dunaway/G. Buxton)
Smear campaign 7", 12", CDS, Video
(Original: Alice Cooper-Billion Dollar Babies)

I'm your top prime cut of meat, I'm your choice
I wanna be elected
I'm your yankee doodle dandy in a gold Rolls Royce
I wanna be elected
Kids want a savior, don't need a fake
I wanna be elected
We're all gonna rock to the rules that I make
I wanna be elected

Elected, elected

I never lied to you, I've always been cool
I wanna be elected
I gotta get the vote, and I told you 'bout school
I wanna be elected

Elected, elected
I wanna be selected

SOLO

We're gonna win this one, take the country by storm
We're gonna be elected
You and me together, young and strong
We're gonna be elected

Elected, elected
Respected, selected, call collected
I wanna be elected, elected

---

Lone wolf

(B. Leisegang/?. Williams)
Xero- Hold on 7" bonus track

Some people like to hunt in packs
Getting courage riding on others' backs
Me, I can take it on my own
Cause I always have, I've done it alone.

Yeah, I'm a lone wolf

I've got my own ideas what life's all about
If I don't carry on, I'll tear it straight out
I bet you think I'm ignorant and arrogant as well
If you do, you can stick it cause you're one of the crowd

CHORUS:
I don't, don't want to stay with you
Leave me alone, let me go away!
Pride comes before a fall

SOLO

When I was in school they used to say to me
"Better knuckle down, nose to the stone, you see"
"You'll be a success", Do you know what they are?
They're only people who think they're getting far

REPEAT CHORUS

---

Man of Sorrows (Spanish version)

Hombre triste
(B. Dickinson/Roy Z)
Man of Sorrows, Japan CDS

Aqui en una iglesia
un nino esta incado
Le reza a un dios
sin conocerlo - no lo siente
Todo los pecados
de su ninez siempre recuerda
No va llorar, no quiere llorar

CHORUS:
Hombre Triste, tu rostro no te vi
Hombre Triste, sin ver fuiste de aqui
pregunta el nino, que fue lo que paso
se ha terminado el viaje o apenas comenzo

Vision de un nuevo mundo
de las paginas de ayer
As tu voluntad - Grito de su alma negra
Torturada sabio profeta de nuestra vaciedad
Se pregunta por que sera ?

El Hombre esta en anguista
su mente llena de maldad
Atrapado en un cuerpo - Hecho a sentir pura verguenza
Vida de rencor, me odio el lloro
As tu voluntad, as tu voluntad

REPEAT CHORUS

---

No way out ...continued

(B. Dickinson/J. Crichton/R. Baker)
Shoot all the clowns, CDS 2

A silent sleeping vampire, arisen from his grave
As I am still quiet in the dark
The only sign of breathing, a flicker on my skin
The only sign of life, my beating heart

What does it take to open my eyes?
What does it take to register surprise?
What does it take to feel joy?
What does it take to feel pain?

Floors creep but doors are still
I've read all the books about being ill
I know the truth, the truth knows I'm right
One day you'll fear me in the night

CHORUS:
A drowning mind sees daylight, coming up for air
I've been working hard for this 
all my life and I like it this way

I know they're staking out my house
That's why I'm quiet like a mouse
I don't know love but I know what's right
I feel my sickness every night

My TV fills my world with light
Twenty-four hours of second sight
I talk to God on my station
He gives me secret information

REPEAT CHORUS

SOLO

Mother suffocate me
Mother suffocate me
There's no way out of here
It's tearing me apart
There's no way out of here
There's no way out of here
Mother suffocate me
There's no way out of here
There's no way out of here
No, no, no way out of here

---

No way out ...to be continued

(B. Dickinson)
Tears of the dragon, CDS 1

Welcome to the world, young man
Welcome to the world that I have planned for you
It's all come true
Welcome to the city's gates, 
camps of concentration for the poor
But not at my door

Welcome to the searchlights and the TV eyes
Watching you, watching me

Welcome to you new apartment, welcome to your block of fear
You're welcome here

Go away!

Locked inside a concrete cage with those cameras for my eyes
Outside are the population, the corpses and the flies

Got to keep my carpets clean, 
you know there's mites and rats and mites and 
things living in a shagpile
Fear of death is my recipe for life and I'm
locked in and I like it that way

CHORUS:
I see no way out of here
There is no way out of here
I see no way out of here

Here I sit at my windowbox, I put flowers on the rocks for you
I don't put water on the cracks 
because you know what cracks can do
Gotta keep myself secure, you know there's
emotions, feelings, killer bugs live in a shagpile

Fear of death is the guarantee of safety and I'm
locked in and I like it that way

REPEAT CHORUS

No way out!

Flowers in the window box are blooming
I pour water on the rocks so they won't die
The pattern on the carpet shows I'm human
I don't step on the foolish cracks, so I won't fry

The sky is blue, the weather seems appealing
I lay my hand upon the armoured glass
No more blood, I think my wound is healing
Should I open it up, give it a try?

SOLO

Welcome to the world, young man
Welcome to the world that I have planned for you
It's all come true
Welcome to the city's gates, 
camps of concentration for the poor
But not at your door

Welcome to the searchlights and the TV-eyes
Watching me, watching you, watching me

REPEAT CHORUS( x some more)

---

Over and out

(B. Dickinson/J. Crichton/R. Baker)
Shoot all the clowns, 7" clear vinyl

You were too weird (x2)
You were too weird for your own skin, baby
You were too weird for your own piece of mind

Took a stab at the sky without a high wire
Took a touch-tone ride, but I couldn't come clean
Come clean

You were too weird (x2)
You were too weird to be flying by night
I shot for the moon but you turned of the light

Took a stab at the sky without a high wire
Took a touch-tone ride in the stars

I've been laughing all my life and waiting for a smile
Over and out, Over and out
She threw me over and out

SOLO

You were too weird (x2)
Candles and curtains to cover the guilt
You were too pale for the light
Took a step in the sky without a high wire
Took a touch tone ride in the stars

I've been laughing all my life and waiting for a smile
Strung out hanging by the phone waiting for a line
Over and out, Over and out
She'd do me over and out

Yeah, I'd dance at you in the stars, yeah
Over and out
You were too weird
But I couldn't come clean
You were too weird
Over and out
You were too weird
You were too weird
But I couldn't come clean
Over and over and out
Over and out

---

R 101

(B. Dickinson/A. Dickson)
Back from the edge, CDS 2

Don't start it, what you say to me and what you see 
it's not for sale
I'm a cold starter, don't you hang your hat on my peg pin, 
your big red heart on my shirt tail
I'm coldhearted, I'm mean and bad and virtuous 
and every bad thing I could ever be

Tried to be careful, say I'd never do that again
It's on the tip of my tounge and sometimes it just falls out wrong
It's not the thing I meant to do
It's not the place I want to be

Guess I'll keep on walking, baby, motion's gonna give me some clue 
...of what to do
Can I travel on the sunny side when I think of where to hang my feet 
and what to do

You'd better watch out how you drive that thing
Been a long time since the spider's done its dancing in the rain
Tried a little shuffle but I never had the chance to move
Try a different tune

---

Real world

(B. Dickinson/Roy Z.)
Killing floor, Japan CDS

How many lifetimes, how many beginnings
How many lovers, how many threats
How many religions to keep us all guessing
Give me a reason. Why? Hell is a reason. Why? 

The real world, you've got to fight to see it through
The real world, it's like the cages in the zoo
The real world, is there a lifelong there to be? 
The real world, the real world

Too many people try to sell you their cages
Killing the fox till the jailer arrives
If living in zoos is your idea of outrageous
Don't pick any animal, I'll be the wild one

The real world, you've got to fight to see it through
The real world, it's likes the cages in the zoo
The real world can leave you hanging by a thread
The real world, the real world

SOLO

The real world, you've got to fight to see it through
The real world, it's likes the cages in the zoo
The real world can leave you hanging by a thread
The real world, the real world
(x2)

The real world, the real world (x2)

---

Re-entry

(B. Dickinson/A. Dickson)
Back from the edge, CDS 2

Say goodbye to earth's children on a sleigh ride to the moon
Blue and white in the distance, not sorry I'm leaving you

Now and then the earthrise fills my eyes
Now and then the darkside fills the sky
Turn around the starlight warms my skin
Even in the blackness there's a tune

Now that I'm not with you I close my eyes and dream
Remember all my days as a prisoner of gravity
I left a piece of history and the future has begun
Sat here with my feet hung up and nowhere is my home

Now and then the earthrise fills my dreams
Squeeze my fist in anger, remember what it means
Turn around the starlight warms my skin
Every day in the blackness we begin
...again

SOLO

Now and then the earthrise fills my eyes
Squeeze my fist in anger, remember what it means
Turn around the starlight warms my skin
Every day in the blackness we begin

Welcome back to the human race so very far from home
I know I should be lonely but there's too much going on
I left this ball of sadness when the fighting had begun
To leave behind your mayhem, your chemistry ?are free?

Oh!

---

Rescue day

(B. Dickinson/A. Dickson)
Back from the edge, CDS 1

You don't know your jailer, like you, he's never been free
He looks just like you, doesn't he? 
He's got no sense of his own reward
Who needs freedom anyway when you've got your golden cage?
What I call isolation you might call a passion play (yeah)

CHORUS:
How long have you been here? 
You really can't say
How long will you stay, who cares anyway? 
It's a rescue day (x3)
Hey, hey, hey, hey

What's the use in fighting battles that you can't lose
You're here by an invitation another's mad refuse
Escape is a temptation but it's much too tough to choose
That's why I'm standing out here 
that's why I'm waiting out here

REPEAT CHORUS

It's a rescue day, another rescue day
It's a rescue day, Hey,  hey, hey, hey

SOLO

You build walls to keep me out or maybe to keep you in
Which ever jail you choose right now 
your house is not your friend (yeah)

REPEAT CHORUS

It's a rescue day, another rescue day
It's a rescue day, Hey,  hey, hey, hey

Rescue day  (x2)

---

Return of the king

(B. Dickinson/A. Smith)
Bonus track, Japanese "The chemical wedding"

A hundred years of toil and pain
to pull a stone upright again
Uprooted from its mountain home
Taken to its sacred circle 

Is there a secret in the stones?
A message in the hills
is there a secret in the stones?
A message long ago

CHORUS:
I know the king will come again
From the shadow to the sun
Burning hillsides with the beltane fires
I know the king will come again
When all that glitters turns to rust
Uther Pendragon standing fast beside you

I know the king will come again (x2)

The sun and moon, we worshipped here 
a calendar of fear
Gazing across the channel sea 
to see the beacon's burning brightly

BRIDGE:
Is that a shadow on the hill?
or a phanton in the mire?
What is the meaning of the stones?
Why do they stand alone?

REPEAT CHORUS

SOLO

REPEAT BRIDGE

REPEAT CHORUS

I know the king will come again (x2)

---

Riding with the angels

(R. Ballard)
Dive dive dive, 12", 12" Pic disc, CDS
(Original: Samson-Shock Tactics)

Katie was a kid, I guess she hid her thoughts from everyone
Went to school at eight, she was never late
Didn't know the meaning of fun

Every night Katie prayed to God above
But her daddy gave her everything but love

She woke up one day, said: "I'm on my way"
Her mummy read the letter, It did say: 
"I'm on my way, I'm on my way"

CHORUS: 
Riding with the angels (x4) 
She's having fun fun fun
She's having fun fun fun

Rode around, every boy in town tried to win her back
It was no go, cause she rode with Joe 
he was the leader of the pack
People ran for cover when they rolled to town
The night was black, rain on the ground

Engines scream, running too fast
They knew the ride would be their last
They're on their way, They're on their way

REPEAT CHORUS

Look out

SOLO

Riding with the angels (x3) 

REPEAT CHORUS

Riding with the angels, Fun fun fun fun fun fun 
(Repeat and fade out)

---

Sabbath bloody sabbath

(T. Iommi/O. Osborne/G. Butler/B. Ward)
Nativity in black- A tribute to Black Sabbath, Album
(Original: Black Sabbath-Sabbath Bloody sabbath)

Bruce:
You see right through distorted eyes, you know you have to learn
The execution of your mind, you really have to turn
The race is run, the book is read, the end begins to show
The truth is out, the lies are old but you don't want to know
  
Dave Blanche (Godspeed):
Nobody will ever let you know
When you ask the reasons why
Bruce:
They just tell you that you're on your own
Fill your head all full of lies
  
The people who have crippled you, you want to see them burn
The gates of life have closed on you and there's just no return
You're wishing that the hand of doom would take your mind away
And you don't care if you don't see again the light of day
  
Dave Blanche (Godspeed):
Nobody will ever let you know
When you ask the reasons why
Bruce:
They just tell you that you're on your own
Fill your head all full of lies

You bastard

SOLO
  
Where can you run to, what more can you do
No more tomorrow, life is killing you
Dreams turn to nightmares, heaven turns to hell
Burned out confusion, nothing more to tell
  
Everything around you, what's it coming to
God knows as sure as dog knows, bog blast all of you
Sabbath Bloody Sabbath, nothing more to do
Living just for dying, dying just for you

Yeah

---

Shout it out loud

(P. Stanley/G. Simmons/B. Ezrin)
Sack Trick - Sheep in Kiss make-up, CD
(Original: Kiss-Destroyer)

Bruce Dickinson:
Well, the night's begun and you want some fun
Do you think you're gonna find it, think you're gonna find it
Pete Friesen:
You got to treat yourself like number one
Do you need to be reminded, need to be reminded
Alex Kane:
It doesn't matter what you do or say
Just forget the things that you've been told
Robin Guy:
We can't do it any other way
Everybody's got to rock and roll, oh, oh, oh, ooh

Shout it, shout it, shout it out loud
Shout it, shout it, shout it out loud

Doogie White:
If you don't feel good, there's a way you could
Don't sit there broken hearted, sit there broken hearted
CJ:
Call all your friends in the neighborhood
And get the party started, get the party started
Chris Dale:
Don't let 'em tell you that there's too much noise
They're too old to really understand
Leigh Marklew:
You'll still get rowdy with the girls and boys
'Cause it's time for you to take a stand, yeah, yeah

Shout it, shout it, shout it out loud
Shout it, shout it, shout it out loud

Shout it, shout it, shout it out loud, you've got to have a party
Shout it, shout it, shout it out loud, turn it up louder
Shout it, shout it, shout it out loud, and everybody shout it now
Shout it, shout it, shout it out loud, oh yeah
Shout it, shout it, shout it out loud, I hear it gettin' louder
Shout it, shout it, shout it out loud, and everybody shout it now
Shout it, shout it, shout it out loud, oh

---

Sin city

(A. Young/M. Young/B. Scott)
Darkness be my friend, 12", CDS
Dive dive dive, 12", 12" Pic disc, CDS
(Original: AC/DC-Powerage)

Diamonds and dust
Poor man last, rich man first
Lambourginis and caviar
Dry martinis, Shangri-la

I got a burning feeling
Deep inside of me
And it's yearning
But I'm gonna set it free

CHORUS:
I'm coming in to sin city
I'm gonna win in sin city
Where the lights are bright
Through the town tonight
I'm gonna win in sin city

Oh, I'm gonna rule you baby
Come one, Oh!

SOLO

Ladders and snakes
Ladders give, snakes take
Rich man, poor man, beggarman, thief
Ain't got a hope in hell, that's my belief

Fingers Freddy, Diamond Jim
They're getting ready, and I'm coming in to get you babe

So spin that wheel, roll those dice
Cut those load of decks
Bring on the dancing girls
And put the champaign on ice

REPEAT CHORUS

Wow, come on

---

Smoke on the water

(I. Gillan/R. Blackmoore/J. Lord/R. Glover/I. Paice)
Rock aid Armenia, 7", 12", Album
(Original: Deep Purple-Machine head)

[Vocalist: Ian Gillan]
We all came down to Montreaux
On the lake Geneva shore line
To make records with the mobile
We didn't have much time

Frank Zappa and the Mothers
We had the best place around
But some stupid with a flare-gun
bruned the place to the ground

CHORUS:
Smoke on the water
A fire in the sky
Smoke on the water

[Vocalist: Bruce Dickinson]
They burned down the gambling house
it died with an awful sound
The funky claude was running in and out
pulling kids out on the ground

When it all was over
We had to find another place
The Swiss time was running out
It seemed that we would lose the race

REPEAT CHORUS

SOLO

[Vocalist: Paul Rodgers]
We ended up at the Grand Hotel
It was empty cold and bare
but with the rolling truck stones thing just outside
making our music there

With a few red lights, a few old beds
We made a place to sweat
No matter what we get out of this, I know
I know I'll never forget

REPEAT CHORUS

---

Spirit of joy

(A. Brown/A. Harris-Oakey)
Tears of the dragon, CDS 2
(Original: Arthur Brown's Kingdom Come-Journey)

SOLO

I'd watch the open line, I'd swing the sun up in the sky
I threw down the screens and opened up the door
The sun came streaming in and it shone out through your eyes
But you laughed and threw your gospel on the floor

CHORUS:
Hey, spirit of joy
Oh, you make this fool feel so wise
Hey, spirit of joy
Feels so good you came into my life

Put your mind just where your mouth is and I'll tell the truth today
I see you're the one that I've been waiting for
You've not been down this way already, so now my time has come
And now you see just what I'm looking for

REPEAT CHORUS

Hey, spirit of joy
Feels so good you came into my life
Hey, spirit of joy
Feel the daylight break into a day
Hey, spirit of joy
Hey, spirit of joy

---

The breeding house

(B. Dickinson)
Tears of the dragon, CDS 1

The breeding house stood at 731, he was just a working man
And he worked with his hands and prisoners
He set a judgement on his fellow man
Secret science was his game, justified by war
His spawn lay in the freezer
The killers that bore his name

CHORUS:
The breeding house, you were there
And the sins of your fathers, In the breeding house
The breeding house, 731
And the sins of your fathers are the sins of your sons

Maybe within childhood he pulled off spiders legs
Now he's a big boy playing with big boys toys
Playing games he won't forget
A contract for some research, a paycheque in the mail
Their secret death defended by the ones that should have ended it

STICK:
Angels of death in your white coats, so serene
devicing ways of dying, so obscene, so obscene
While Washington was bluffing about knickers and G-strings
their men were busy hiding evil things, evil things

REPEAT CHORUS

SOLO

Come to see the carnival, come to witness fear
Come and see deformity, all human life is here
A double-blind experiment on who's the last to die
A fifty year conspiracy of murders and of lies

REPEAT STICK

REPEAT CHORUS

---

The one you love to hate

(R. Halford/B. Dickinson/Roy Z.)
Halford - Resurrection, Album
Halford - Live insurrection, Album

You may not like the future
And we're not here to preach to you
We'll take you to the killing floor.

You think you want to know me
You think you want to own me
But i have nothing you can buy.

CHORUS:
I can break you
I can raise you
Bring you to your knees
Cause i'm the one you love to hate.
You can't fool me
You can't rule me
You only wanna hang around
Cause i'm the one you love to hate.

So come on get a load of this
Something you can't afford to miss
You're just a vulture on my veins.

Your nails won't crucify me
Got money, but you can't see
Your only future is your past.

REPEAT CHORUS

SOLO

REPEAT CHORUS

---

The post-alternative Seattle fall-out

(B. Dickinson/A. Dickson/C. Dale/A. Elena)
Shoot all the clowns, 12"

Time travel...
Voyage of the chosen few...
Not yet, but maybe soon...

In the post alternative seattle fallout
Worms will fly and pigs will shout
Does a worm have a brain, well you'd better find out
Slice it in half and suck the offending part out

If you can't see the roof there must be a ceiling
If you can't find the door you must be locked in
Cover your faces cover your vest
Cover your ears east and west

CHORUS:
Where do you wanna go?
I know where you wanna go
I don't want you to save me
(x2)

There's something about a nozzle I like
Maybe the way they wave at you expectantly in the summer heat
MMMM...
Yellow lines on policemen...
Dry?

In the post alternative seattle fallout
How would ya know how would you find out?
How can you see the wood for the trees?
Trying to find a species to rhyme with the birds and bees
When the world is run by things that squirt ...and it is
Better watch the skies for holy dirt
Go home on the bus and have your tea
Come have a vulture meal with me

REPEAT CHORUS

SOLO

Everything is very strange in here

Time travel
Voyage of the chosen few
Not yet... but maybe soon

---

The Zoo

(R.Schenker/K. Meine)
Extreme Championship Wrestling: Extreme Music, Compilation CD
(Original: Scorpions-Animal Magnetism)

The job is done the lights go out
Another boring day
The roaring silence in my ears
So many worlds away

I meet my girl, she's dressed to kill
What are we gonna do
Let's walk around to catch the thrill
on streets we call the zoo

CHORUS:
Let's eat the night, let's drink the blood
Make all your dreams come true
And hungry eyes are passing by
On streets we call the zoo
(x2)

SOLO

Enjoy the zoo
And walk down 42nd Street
You wanna be excited too
You will feel the heat

REPEAT CHORUS

---

Tibet

(B. Dickinson)
Shoot all the clowns, CDS 1

Hello again

Hello, I'm here again
and who am I this time?
I've got ideas, ways to be
I'm coming back seriously

Through gold and black, to read and warm
I'm pushing flow
I'm blind in light, hello again
Here I am for you

---

Winds of change

(B. Dickinson/J. Gers)
Tattooed millionaire, 12", CDS

When you think that it's all over and you want your ragged mile
And the winds of change are blowing all around, all around
Stop and look, you're not the only one on the road out in the night
Take some time to find your brother, it does take time to get it right

CHORUS:
Winds of change blow over us (x3)
Winds of change don't change us at all

In a world of desperation women struggle to be free
Their last truth and inspiration to break the chains of you and me
Look around and have your visions of what is and what could be
Letting loose imagination, make your own reality

REPEAT CHORUS

We all stand together, all of us as one
You hold on to somebody as the road whines on and on
You fierce into the rising sun, even a blind man knows the way
You're children of a new age, you can blaze your own way

REPEAT CHORUS

---

Winds of change

(B. Dickinson/J. Gers)
Tears of the dragon, CDS 2

Think that it's all over and you want your ragged mile
The winds of change are blowing all around
Stop and look, you're not the only one on the road out in the night
Take some time to find a partner, it does take

CHORUS:
Winds of change roll over us (x3)
Winds of change roll on

In a world of desperation where we struggle to be free
There's a truth and inspiration to break the chains of you and me
Looking round we have our visions of what is and what could be
And in the heat of passion, Oh, you can't be set free!

REPEAT CHORUS

I think I wanna spend my life with you
I think, if we can make it, we can get through
I feel I've known you before, I think you know what I mean
I think I wanna spend my life with you

SOLO

REPEAT CHORUS (x2)