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WARZONE IN THE CITY
02:55
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We’re marching on,
We’re ready for a fight.
But will we make it through the night?
Alright!
We’ve got swords and rifles in our hand,
Fighting in a foreign land.
But will we make it through the night?
Cause it’s a warzone in the city,
Warzone! yeah it ain’t pretty.
Warzone! in the city,
Warzone! yeah it ain’t pretty.
Down on the line,
Yeah we ain’t doing fine.
I doubt we’ll make it through the night,
That’s right!
Because as the battle rages on,
They’re shelling us with nuclear bombs.
I think it’s time to say goodnight.
Cause it’s a warzone in the city,
Warzone! yeah it ain’t pretty,
Warzone! in the city.
Warzone! yeah it ain’t pretty.
War! Yeah what is it good for?
It really sucks!
Alright let’s rock!
C’mon!
Cause it’s a warzone in the city,
Warzone! yeah it ain’t pretty.
Warzone! in the city,
Warzone! yeah it ain’t pretty.
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2. |
AFTER DAWN
02:15
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I cannot wait for the rock concert to start,
Got a fire burning deep within my heart.
There you go, what do you know,
I wanna keep rockin' long after the show.
Here we go and don't you know,
That I'm locked and loaded and I'm ready to blow.
And we're still rockin' after dawn.
We're rockin' on and on and on.
And we'll be rockin’ from here to eternity.
When death comes knocking, we'll greet him fearlessly.
I'm in deep, it's easy to see,
That rockin' through the night is the life for me.
I've lost touch with reality,
But I'm rockin' and I'm rolling and I'm living the dream.
And we're still rockin' after dawn.
We're rockin' on and on and on.
When you're rockin' with friends, or you're rockin' alone.
When you're rockin' a gig or you're rockin' a show.
You gotta go out and give it your best,
Cause you'll never-ever get a chance to do it again.
It's your shot and don't you stop,
You should never-ever-ever miss your chance to rock!
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3. |
CHAINMAIL COMMANDOS
02:14
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In this war there’s no end in sight,
Conflict raging all throughout the night.
But you’ll never know,
You’ll never know til’ you gotta go.
Fighting toe to toe, with the chainmail commandos.
We’re rockin’ the show,
Yeah! We’re breaking the stage
and we’re bringing it down.
We’re blowing up amps,
and we’re sharping steel
til’ we’re dead in the ground.
A swing of the axe,
and a beat of the drum,
as we march into hell.
Better watch your back,
cause were gonna attack,
you’ll be fighting the…
Chainmail Commandos,
Chainmail Commandos,
Chainmail Commandos,
Chainmail Commandos through the night!
On the stage we will rock the night,
Metal warriors of strength and might.
But you’ll never know,
You’ll never know til’ you gotta go.
Rockin’ to and fro, Rockin’ into the battlezone.
We’re rockin’ the show,
Yeah! We’re breaking the stage
and we’re bringing it down.
We’re blowing up amps,
and we’re sharping steel
til’ we’re dead in the ground.
A swing of the axe,
and a beat of the drum,
as we march into hell.
Better watch your back,
cause were gonna attack,
you’ll be fighting the…
Chainmail Commandos,
Chainmail Commandos,
Chainmail Commandos,
Chainmail Commandos through the night!
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4. |
THE MAINSTAGE
02:16
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Arriving at the airport late,
Trashing out our private plane.
Drive the limo through the fans,
Flipping off the other bands.
We had too much whiskey at the bar,
We don't know where the hell we are.
But we're rockin' hard, we're rockin' loud.
We'll turn this place to a mushroom cloud.
Cause we're rockin' the main-stage.
Yeah we're rockin' the main-stage.
The crowd begins to bring it down,
As we shout out their stupid town.
We've got lasers, fireworks, TNT,
Detonated recklessly.
We're rockin' like a hurricane,
We've lost our minds on the cocaine.
Corporate comes to end the gig,
So we light it up like an oil rig.
Cause we're rockin' the main-stage.
Yeah we're rockin' the main-stage.
Rockin' out!
Rockin' out!
Rockin' out!
Rockin' out!
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5. |
THROUGH THE NIGHT
02:37
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On the streets walking, we're stalking through the night.
Oh yeah! we're rockin' but we're keeping outta sight.
Just like a knife behind your back,
Night rocker ready to attack.
Cause I'm rockin' through the night,
Keeping outta sight,
Rockin' through the night
and I'm gonna take your life.
Rockin' through the night,
Keeping outta sight,
Rockin' through the night
and I'm looking for a fight.
City streets walking, I'm hiding from the light.
Creeping behind you, I'm bout to take your life.
Just like a tiger in the night,
It's time to feel the hunter's strike.
Cause I'm rockin' through the night,
Keeping outta sight,
Rockin' through the night
and I'm gonna take your life.
Rockin' through the night,
Keeping outta sight,
Rockin' through the night
and I'm looking for a fight.
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6. |
ROCK YOUR OWN WAY
04:00
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We’re rockin’ out and we’re riding high,
It’s time for war, hear our battlecry.
Doesn’t matter what they take from you,
you gotta fight them back, you gotta break the chains.
They’re gonna take you down a peg or two,
you gotta buckle up, you gotta raise some cain.
And you know deep within your soul,
you’re born to rock and born to roll.
And you know you gotta live to win,
you gotta suck it up and you can’t give in.
Don’t ever stray, you gotta rock your own way!
Every single day, you gotta rock your own way!
Don’t ever stray, you gotta rock your own way!
Every single day, you gotta rock your own way!
We’re rockin’ out and we’re riding high,
It’s time for war, hear our battlecry.
When your backed into the corner now,
you’ve gotta muster up that strength within.
And you know you gotta fight the pain,
you gotta bite down hard, you gotta take the win.
And you know deep within your brain,
the time is now to stake your claim.
And you know you’re rocking in the zone,
Keep rolling now, let’s take the throne.
Don’t ever stray, you gotta rock your own way!
Every single day, you gotta rock your own way!
Don’t ever stray, you gotta rock your own way!
Every single day, you gotta rock your own way!
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7. |
BASTARD TOWN
02:13
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When I walk the streets, strutting through this no-mans-land.
Walking to the beat, detonator in my hand.
This place pushed me around, it chewed me up then spat me out.
The fire's in my eyes, take them down, no compromise.
At the end of my rope,
In this bastard town.
Really gets my goat now baby,
Just hanging around.
At the end of my rope,
In this bastard town.
Really gets my goat now honey,
Just hanging around.
Down at the beach, I'm praying for a napalm strike.
These mutant freaks, have empty skulls, they've got no life.
And you won't see my frown, when it's levelled to the ground.
The fires in my heart, I'm gonna see this place get torn apart.
At the end of my rope,
In this bastard town.
Really gets my goat now baby,
Just hanging around.
At the end of my rope,
In this bastard town.
Really gets my goat now honey,
Just hanging around.
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8. |
NOWHERE TO RUN
04:15
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Don’t know what they want from me,
Ain’t gonna be no casualty.
Gotta get away from this town,
I’m going on the run.
Riding down the highway, going fast,
This chase, a game I must outlast.
A test of life of death,
As we ride into the sun.
Oh no!
There’s nowhere to run,
There’s nowhere to run,
There’s nowhere to run,
No no, no no!
Don’t know what they want from me,
Ain’t gonna be no casualty.
Gotta get away from this town,
I’m going on the run.
Speeding down the freeway, gonna crash.
Hot pursuit, this life is such a blast.
Thrillride to hell and back.
Down the barrel of a gun.
Oh no!
There’s nowhere to run,
There’s nowhere to run,
There’s nowhere to run,
No no, no no!
And I think it’s gonna be a long, long time.
We gotta get away from it baby, we gotta run.
Oh!
We gotta,
RUN!
Oh no!
There’s nowhere to run,
There’s nowhere to run,
There’s nowhere to run,
No no, no no!
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9. |
DESERT STORM
03:35
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In 91’ we’re dropped into the gulf,
I hear the planes soar through the wind.
The bombing starts tonight,
We’ll fight!
as our bombs light up the sky.
And we’re down, to the wire,
As their oil’s set on fire.
And now were rolling through the storm.
Desert Storm,
Desert Storm,
Desert Storm.
And we’re rockin,
In the rubble.
We ain’t looking,
For no trouble.
C’mon!
Out on the fields,
We got war machines of steel.
3000 tanks rolling onward,
The palace burns today.
It’s our way!
And we’ve got bullets left to spray.
But you saved, Baghdad.
By waving your white flag.
And now we’re rolling through the storm.
Desert Storm,
Desert Storm,
Desert Storm.
And we’re rockin’,
Through the rubble.
We ain’t looking,
For no trouble.
Lets go!
Thousands of tanks in the morning sun,
Rolling through the desert, Yeah we’re having fun.
We’re allied forces we can do no wrong,
We’re a 28 nation army strong.
Thousands of tanks in the morning sun,
Rolling through the desert, Yeah we’re having fun.
We’re allied forces we can do no wrong,
We’re a 28 nation army strong.
And we’re rockin’,
Through the rubble.
We ain’t looking,
For no trouble.
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10. |
ROTTING IN THE PRISON
02:54
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Locked alone, in a cell far below,
Oh let me go!
It’s a pain, darkness is calling my name,
Oh, what a shame!
Cause, I’m rotting in the prison tonight,
Yeah, I’m rotting in the prison for life.
Cause, I’m rotting in the prison tonight,
Yeah, I’m rotting in the prison for life.
Howling winds, through a cold bitter night,
Oh what a fright!
In the dark, demons claw at my heart,
I must depart!
Cause, I’m rotting in the prison tonight,
Yeah, I’m rotting in the prison for life.
Cause, I’m rotting in the prison tonight,
Yeah, I’m rotting in the prison for life.
Yeah I think I’ve lost my soul,
Cause it sucks down here alone.
Demons crawling through the night,
Time to break the chains that bind.
Cause, I’m rotting in the prison tonight,
Yeah, I’m rotting in the prison for life.
Cause, I’m rotting in the prison tonight,
Yeah, I’m rotting in the prison for life.
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11. |
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And I’m here on my own,
At the arena show.
And I’m rockin’ alone,
I’ve gotta reap what I’ve sown.
Why’d the band all leave me,
Why have I become condemned.
Got nobody here to see me,
In this massive stadium.
I’m Alone! At the arena show,
On my own! At the arena show.
Rockin’ alone! At the arena show,
On my own! At the arena show.
When you’re rockin’ alone,
You gotta go with the flow.
With a huge wall of sound,
And there’s no-one around.
Why’d nobody turn up,
Because this concert was for free.
And the cost of this arena,
Has me crying on my knees.
I’m alone! At the arena show,
All alone! At the arena show.
Rockin’ alone! At the arena show,
On my own! At the arena show.
I’m Alone! At the arena show,
On my own! At the arena show.
Rockin’ alone! At the arena show,
On my own! At the arena show.
LETS GO!
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