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All hail to the Lords of the Ring. To the magic and mystery they bring. To the music in their story All hail to the Lords of the Ring. To the magic and mystery they bring. To the lands of ancient
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the television. Throwaway youth. ya gotta take a stand. Music is your only weapon. Spanners. in the works go start your gang. New church. Join the New Church. Be a Lord Of The New Church. Lords
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I speak the truth, I dare not tell a lie. One child is in fits, the other child dies. Now the yellow bird sits upon her finger. The yellow bird a specter lost to linger God hates the Lords of
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(Bator/James). Seducer. I heard the devil curse/I recognized my name. Immaculate deception/I prophesyed my fame. Seducer. My slight-of-hand genius/you fell under the spell. My scientific
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the kiss of death. I love the pleasure and I love the pain. I am the kiss of death. Fe-Fi-Fo-Fum. I smell the blood of an Englishman. I wanna love ya' in the ultimate fashion. I'm only guilty of a
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like an angel to the sun. My feet are burning and I *** into another world With the lord of the boards, you'll come and get around. With the lord of the boards, you'll come and get around. With the
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(Bator/James). The city eats it's children of dust from the cradle to grave. Drag their captives through the deep-sleeps of life. Ghosts of. dream-dwelling slaves. The stranger scares the
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(Bator/James). If you're living outside of the law. Run to your hole-in-the-wall. Bohemian hideout, a smugglers' inn. Find safety and refuge within. Strangers' bazzar. Doesn't matter who you
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. Nuclear. politicians picture show. The acting's lousy but the blind don't. know. They scare us all with threats of war. So we forget. just how bad things are. You taste the fear when you're all
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(Bator/James). A Roman is invading Britain after hundreds of year. With a pope. star's world tour amidst fanatical tears. A false prophet, the. bible warns us. Who's wearing a crown. Deceiving
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Lipstick killers of London Town. The street-beat cool of New York City. The cat walks in Gay Paree'. Struttin'through towns without pity. Nighstalkers/We are the streetwalkers. Just you and me/A menace
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shall be our finest hour. The end, and the start of our dream. Chorus. Our time will come. Thy will be done. So many times we've come so close. You were my Cleopatra, I'm great Caesar's Ghost. My
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(Bator/James). I got the feeling - hey. Whoops - hey. Now. world powers. collided in the final stage. History. Black castle remnants. of the indrustrial age. Secret war exploded into nuclear
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(Bator/James). Chorus. Fresh Flesh. Just like a prowling beast. I eat forbidden feast. I love pleasures of the plate. I love dining in the moonlight. Upon your couch of death. I'll suck away
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of Hendrix, I'm feelin'. OK. I'm a late night thriller, I'm miss La Ray. Outta my mind. can I come to play?. Hey hey hey we're in the movie. I feel up and I feel groovy. Let's go out and get
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gonna run to?. One of these day`s. When you hear a voice say come,. where you gonna run to?. (Chorus). You`re gonna run to the rock. For rescue, there`ll be no rock. You`re gonna run to the rock
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(Bator/Turner). Memories of so long ago. Strange feelings I don't really know. Drawing me from my sancturary. Wandering with shadows. Animal instinction cries. Hear the creature locked up
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(Bator/James). I searched through all my possessions. You were no longer one of them. Cried out your name in both and fear. But only silence would answer me. Chorus. I never believed it coudl
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(Bator/James). I never said I loved ya. Leave off-I never cared. Just kept you 'round to do my cleanin'. You were just one of my chairs. Chorus. Don't you know that it was just bad timing
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(Bator/James). A pretty angel flew close to the ground. Angel crashed and was never found. Singed her wings on the neon lights. A deadly love affair with the night. Chorus. Pretty baby scream
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WAHT THOU WILT. I don't know who I am. I don't know where to go. My body needs rest. My ashes blow. I go forth. To do pleasure on the earth. Among the legions of the living. I search my birth
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By suicidal tendencies trident missiles in the air. My missiles underground, protect us till we're dead Memories of tomorrow. Crying sorrow Push the button kiss good bye the nuclear arsenal. A
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(Dennis Deyoung). All hail to the Lords of the Ring. To the magic and mystery they bring. To the music in their story. All hail to the Lords of the Ring. To the magic and mystery they bring. To
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. Skeletons are coming all down from the attic for tea. Your doktor. ain't nowhere around. He ain't curing your ills. Get your. girlfriend to make it three. We gotta keep it clean. Play it. safe in your
