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Metal Circus (1983)
 

Real World

People talk about anarchy
And taking up a fight
Well I'm afraid of things like that
I lock my doors at night
I don't rape, and I don't pillage
Other peoples' lives
I don't practice what you preach
And I won't see through your eyes

You want to change the world
By breaking rules and laws
People don't do things like that
In the real world at all
You're not a cop, or a politician
You're a person too
You can sing any song you want
But you're still the same

I can't think of anything
That makes me more upset
People talk all this rhetoric
Forgive but not forget
I don't rape, and I don't pillage
Other peoples' lives
I don't practice what you preach
And I won't see through your eyes

Deadly Skies

Deadly skies
Deadly night dreams
Well it's no lie
To say what I've seen
I've seen the end
Of the grand scheme
'Cause we all die
By our worst means

I like to protest, but I'm not sure what it's for
I guess I've got no control over the threat of nuclear war
I made a sign to carry to show that I really care
I've heard it does some good if the television people are there

Dead trees, dead leaves, deadly skies

It's Not Funny Anymore

You can do what you want to do
You can say what you want to say
You can think what you think you want
It doesn't matter anyway

It's not funny anymore

Play what you want to play
Hear what you want to hear
Don't worry about the result
Or the effect is has on your career

Act like you want to act
Be what you want to be
Find out who you really are
And don't pay any attention to me

First Of The Last Calls

It's just like a battle zone
You got a bottle, now you're on your own
Gotta be a scotch or a kamikaze
None of those other weapons will faze me

First of the last calls
It's in your heart, it's in your mind
First of the last calls
Cashing it in before your time

Hundred hundred hundred bottles on the wall
You wonder if you can drink them all
Gotta go home at 1:00 AM
The bottle wins the battle again

Lifeline

I'm running out of time this time
This time I can't be late
I've got to find my destiny
Before it turns to fate

I feel so insecure, I feel so all alone
I need something, some possession of my own

I reach for what I want
I see it in my sleep
It's hard to get a hold of it
And it's twice as hard to keep

Someone help me lifeline

I grab the rope in front of me
It keeps slipping through my hands
I try to climb with all of my strength
But it trickles through like sand

This feeling's too secure, it's like a ball and chain
Yeah, I know there's something dragging in my brain

Now another rope appears
I've got it snug and tight
This is one that I can't let go of
No matter how I fight

Diane

Hey little girl, do you need a ride?
Well, I've got room in my wagon why don't you hop inside
We could cruise down Robert Street all night long
But I think I'll just rape you, and kill you instead

Diane, Diane, Diane

I heard there's a party down at Lake Cove
It would be so much easier if I drove
We could check it out, we could go and see
Oh won't you come and take a ride with me

We could lay in the weeds for a little while
I'll put your clothes in a nice, neat little pile
You're the cutest girl I've ever seen in my life
It's all over now, and with my knife

Out On A Limb

I'm goin' out
Out on a limb
It's getting pretty thin
It's gonna fall down

Saw all my friends
They were all hanging out on a limb
Yeah, and I get that limb breaks
They're gonna fall down

 

 
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