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<title><![CDATA[Harbor Lights from Harbor Lights by Bruce Hornsby]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-hornsby/harbor-lights/harbor-lights.html">Harbor Lights</a> from album <a href="/bruce-hornsby/harbor-lights/">Harbor Lights</a> by <a href="/bruce-hornsby/">Bruce Hornsby</a><BR><PRE>B. r. hornsby

Close your eyes and slip away
To the dream of your fancy
Close your eyes and float downstream
To where the marsh grass dances
Take you down where the air is thick
Try to make you shake and shiver
Make you see there will be no tricks
There will be no tricks tonight
Ther will be some tricks tonight

We could go down to the harbor lights
Lay out on the sand on the shore
Let me take you down to the docks at night
Whatever you do i'll do more

Take some hours and waste them away
Let your mind flow freely
Take some time and forget about time
You may find a little feeling
I can see you shining with sweat
Like to make you shake and shiver
We could feel the air so wet
We could feel it all tonight
We could feel it all tonight

We could go down to the harbor lights
Lay out on the sand on the shore
Let me take you down to the docks at night
Whatever you do i'll do more

Take you down where the air is thick
Like to make you shake and shiver
What i'll show you've probably seen
Why not come on again
Why not come see it again

We could go down to the harbor lights
Lay out on the sand on the shore
Let me take you down to the docks at night
Whatever you do i'll do more
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<title><![CDATA[Spider Fingers from Hot House by Bruce Hornsby]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-hornsby/hot-house/spider-fingers.html">Spider Fingers</a> from album <a href="/bruce-hornsby/hot-house/">Hot House</a> by <a href="/bruce-hornsby/">Bruce Hornsby</a><BR><PRE>B. r. hornsby

So nice to be here
With all you good people
Is anybody listening
To what we're doing tonight
Could you give us a chance
While you hit the sauce
Might try a little flash up here
Just to get oursleves across

Hit it
Let the spirit linger
Get up
And do the spider fingers

I could show you on a table
I could show you on a chair
I's best shown on the black and whites
I know i could take you there
It's just a little hand trick
A little prestidigitation
Better get out your hanon
Practice and repitition
We better do something
Before they tell us to get lost
Sometimes you've just got to repeat yourself
Just to get your point across

Hit it, let the spirit linger
Get up, do the spider fingers
A little spider tongue

How long will we be here
Well babe i just don't know
Depends on fate, the luck of the draw
Or maybe a little flashy show

Hit it
Let the spirit linger
Get up
And do the spider fingers
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<title><![CDATA[Look Out Any Window from Scenes From The Southside by Bruce Hornsby]]></title>
<link>/bruce-hornsby/scenes-from-the-southside/look-out-any-window.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-hornsby/scenes-from-the-southside/look-out-any-window.html">Look Out Any Window</a> from album <a href="/bruce-hornsby/scenes-from-the-southside/">Scenes From The Southside</a> by <a href="/bruce-hornsby/">Bruce Hornsby</a><BR><PRE>B. r. hornsby/john hornsby

There's a man workin' in a field
See's the rain and it's burning
He's saying this can't be real
As he sees the color of the fields turning
Far away the men too busy getting rich to care
Close their eyes and let it all out into the air
Hoping nobody else would care

Look out any window
Look out any open door
Look out any window
See what's going on in the world around you

There's a man working on a boat
Pulling lines from the water
Just trying to stay afloat
Filling the nets is getting harder
Far away they bend the rules so secretly
Close their eyes and let it all out into the sea
Hoping nobady else would see

Look out any window
Look out any open door
Look out any window
See what's going on in the air around you

Far away too many leaders let them get their way
Close their eyes and let it all out into the bay
Say they'll clear it up another day

Look out any window
Look out any open door
Look out any window
See what's going on in the air around you

Look out, look out for the big boys
Telling you everything they're gonna do
Look out, look out for the fat cat builder man
Turning this into a wasteland
Look out, look out for the back room boys
That say the smokw is gonna blow away
Look out, look out for the men who say it's okay\
Sitting in a building far away
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<title><![CDATA[On The Western Skyline from The Way It Is by Bruce Hornsby]]></title>
<link>/bruce-hornsby/the-way-it-is/on-the-western-skyline.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-hornsby/the-way-it-is/on-the-western-skyline.html">On The Western Skyline</a> from album <a href="/bruce-hornsby/the-way-it-is/">The Way It Is</a> by <a href="/bruce-hornsby/">Bruce Hornsby</a><BR><PRE>B. r. hornsby/john hornsby

About this time of evening, out by the bay
They turn the roadlights on the bridge
A diesel rolls in silhouette, eastbound
Lovers glad the sun has set
I'm staring into the twilight
Wishing i could find someone tonight

I know she's out there somewhere
On the western skyline
Lonely women say a prayer
On the western skyline

The rooftops sag on second street
Bachelor's quarters, too much fun,
Not enough fun
The kite's still hanging on the wire
Waiting on the wind
Too many dreams, not enough hope
Voices on my radio
Telling me where i should go

I know she's out there somewhere
On the western skyline
Lonely women say a prayer
On the western skyline

They'll set up on the bandstand
When the sailors hear the whistle blow
Underneath the streetlight
Violence in the afterglow

Give me a shiny cadillac
Close your eyes past that city limits sign
He's got the admiral's daughter in the back
Trying to cross her battle line
As i'm staring into the twilight
Wishing i could be with her tonight

I know she's out there somewhere
On the western skyline
Lonely women say a prayer
On the western skyline
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<title><![CDATA[Talk Of The Town from Harbor Lights by Bruce Hornsby]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-hornsby/harbor-lights/talk-of-the-town.html">Talk Of The Town</a> from album <a href="/bruce-hornsby/harbor-lights/">Harbor Lights</a> by <a href="/bruce-hornsby/">Bruce Hornsby</a><BR><PRE>B. r. hornsby

I've been riding around with the top down
Like i always do
My love at my side, but only this time
My friends say something's changed you
They said you're running with the wrong set
The girl is someone you should never have met
Let her go on her own, son
Everyon else has just come undone

The old town fathers are up in arms
The city council is very alarmed
Cousins and uncles are having fits
Predictors of doom think this is it
Everybody else is just hanging around
And me and my baby we're the talk of the town

The statue there in the town square
Seems to stare at me
Walking around with my head down
They say can't we make you see
Said son, you know we're really color blind
But everybody else seems to really mind
Lose her now, i think you'll find
Everything else will just fall in line


The old town fathers are up in arms
The city council is very alarmed
Cousins and uncles are having fits
Predictors of doom think this is it
Everyone else is just thinking out loud
And me and my baby we're the talk of the town

We're probably not the first
Surely not the last
Shouldn't throw stones out from your house of glass
Round here lots of crackers and cheese
Stay away from those my daddy said to me
You'll get in trouble if you mess with these

The old town fathers are up in arms
The city council is very alarmed
Cousins and uncles are having fits
Predictors of doom think this is it
Everybody else is just hanging around
And me and my baby we're the talk of the town
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<title><![CDATA[Long Tall Cool One from Harbor Lights by Bruce Hornsby]]></title>
<link>/bruce-hornsby/harbor-lights/long-tall-cool-one.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-hornsby/harbor-lights/long-tall-cool-one.html">Long Tall Cool One</a> from album <a href="/bruce-hornsby/harbor-lights/">Harbor Lights</a> by <a href="/bruce-hornsby/">Bruce Hornsby</a><BR><PRE>B. r. hornsby

Is he sane or insane
That's all they want to know
Is he crazy or strange then
If so i want to go
I've seen him leave at night
Followed him so far
Drove out about thirteen miles
Then he pulled in to a shothouse bar
For a...

Long tall tool one
Don't know just what's going down
Long tall cool one
Looks like a new friend i've found
Walking in the shadows
Now i want back in the light
As i make the drop i've got some
Second thoughts tonight
You see i walked right in, sat right down
Offered him a light
Big talk for about thirteen hours
He said can you help me with a job tonight,
For a...

Long tall tool one
Don't know just what's going down
Long tall cool one
He said something's in it for me right now
I've reached out into the darkness
Jumped up from my bed
Woke up in the middle of the night
Got myself in way over my head
For the...

Long tall tool one
Don't know just what's going down
Long tall cool one
Looks like a new friend i've found
Long tall tool one
But it better never bite me well
Long tall cool one
Oh, customer's always right...
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<title><![CDATA[China Doll from Harbor Lights by Bruce Hornsby]]></title>
<link>/bruce-hornsby/harbor-lights/china-doll.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-hornsby/harbor-lights/china-doll.html">China Doll</a> from album <a href="/bruce-hornsby/harbor-lights/">Harbor Lights</a> by <a href="/bruce-hornsby/">Bruce Hornsby</a><BR><PRE>B. r. hornsby

You lie over there in a bed with iron rails
Like a frightened child in the cold light, so frail
Things were going so well,just rolling along
Now, just when you think you got it all made,
You think it's all gone

China doll, i've got something for you
A few good words, a hand to help you get through
May not be much, but now it's all that i can do
Lay down your weary head
Do whatever you gotta do

Put on your strong face when they're in the room
Can't show signs of weakness; an unspoken rule
Put on your strong face, act like nothing's wrong
We can be so helpless, helpless and so strong

China doll, i've got something for you
A few good words, a hand to help you get through
May not be much, but now it's all that i can do
To ease your worried mind
Do something to get through

We bend and break, so fragile, it's true
I say everything'll be alright but i don't have a clue
They say faith is a crutch, well whatever works for you
In a world where you never know
I'll be there for you,
I'll be there for you...

China doll, i've got something for you
A few good words, a hand to help you get through
May not be much, but now it's all that i can do
Lay down your weary head
Do whatever you gotta do
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<title><![CDATA[Fields Of Gray from Harbor Lights by Bruce Hornsby]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-hornsby/harbor-lights/fields-of-gray.html">Fields Of Gray</a> from album <a href="/bruce-hornsby/harbor-lights/">Harbor Lights</a> by <a href="/bruce-hornsby/">Bruce Hornsby</a><BR><PRE>B. r. hornsby

When the night lies so still
Before i go to sleep
I come by, i come by
Just to look at you
In the dim light i say
That in my own small way
I will try, i will try
To help you through

There'll be blue skies falling
There'll be sad scenes and bad dreams
In a world so uncertain
Through the clouds it's hard to see
I will grab you and lift you
As you hold on tight and sway
We'll go walking
Across the fields of gray

There's a place i can go
When the world gets me down
When nothing, when nothing
Goes quite right it seems
As i look there i know
Fortune smiles on me so
But who knows, no one knows
About tomorrow

There'll be blue skies falling
There'll be sad scenes and bad dreams
In a world so uncertain
Through the clouds it's hard to see
I will grab you and lift you
As you hold on tight and sway
We'll go walking
Across the fields of gray

When i was younger i saw things in black and white
Now all i see is a sad, hazy gray
Sometimes i see a narrow flash of light
Sometimes i look and you show me the way

No matter what else happens
What the future will be
In a world so uncertain
Through the clouds it's hard to see
I will grab you and carry you
Calm your fears if you're afraid
We'll go walking
Across the fields of gray
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<title><![CDATA[Rainbow's Cadillac from Harbor Lights by Bruce Hornsby]]></title>
<link>/bruce-hornsby/harbor-lights/rainbows-cadillac.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-hornsby/harbor-lights/rainbows-cadillac.html">Rainbow's Cadillac</a> from album <a href="/bruce-hornsby/harbor-lights/">Harbor Lights</a> by <a href="/bruce-hornsby/">Bruce Hornsby</a><BR><PRE>B. r. hornsby

Well he came to town with a strong pull
Would flash his moves for the worshipful
Shoulder moves from side to side
Go over your head and dot your eyes

Every night about a quarter to ten
&gt;from the middle of june to the summer's end
People would gather from miles around
To see the mighty rainbow knock 'em down

He'd pull up from around the back
Folk's say, &quot;there's rainbow's cadillac&quot;
Fancy shirts and shorts of plaid
Coat of more colors than joseph had

Every night about a quarter to ten
&gt;from the middle of june to the summer's end
People would gather from miles around
To see the mighty rainbow knock 'em down

Take a quarter from the collection plate
Every night he would dominate
Jump to the top and pick off a dime
Throw it down at the proper time

Every night about a quarter to ten
&gt;from the middle of june to the summer's end
People would gather from miles around
To see the mighty rainbow knock 'em down
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<title><![CDATA[Passing Through from Harbor Lights by Bruce Hornsby]]></title>
<link>/bruce-hornsby/harbor-lights/passing-through.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-hornsby/harbor-lights/passing-through.html">Passing Through</a> from album <a href="/bruce-hornsby/harbor-lights/">Harbor Lights</a> by <a href="/bruce-hornsby/">Bruce Hornsby</a><BR><PRE>B. r. hornsby

Train rolls by about 3 a.m.
Wakes me from a fitful sleep
Got the urge to jump on board
I believe i'm in a little too deep
Walk the train station
Walking through the park
Looking out for something
Still in the dark
One day you'll see something
Oh, with a familiar ring
It'll be just me moving through
On the way to something

It's your life, it's your world
It's your world, and i'm just passing through
It's your life, it's your world
Your life, and i'm just passing through

Tired and confused, yes i am
Don't see much in the future for me
I'm a vagabond and a drifter
Not so hard to be
Walking down the highway
Walking through the park
Looking out for something
Still in the dark
Don't know what to say when i see you smile
So i guess i'll turn my head and go
On the way to another mile

It's your life, it's your world
It's your world, and i'm just passing through
It's your life, it's your world
Your life, and i'm just passing through

Walking down the highway
Walking through the park
Looking out for something
Still in the dark
Want faith in something
So hard to believe
Maybe one night soon
Maybe you could make me see

It's your life, it's your world
It's your world, and i'm just passing through
It's your life, it's your world
Your life, and i'm just passing through
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<title><![CDATA[The Tide Will Rise from Harbor Lights by Bruce Hornsby]]></title>
<link>/bruce-hornsby/harbor-lights/the-tide-will-rise.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-hornsby/harbor-lights/the-tide-will-rise.html">The Tide Will Rise</a> from album <a href="/bruce-hornsby/harbor-lights/">Harbor Lights</a> by <a href="/bruce-hornsby/">Bruce Hornsby</a><BR><PRE>B. r. hornsby/john hornsby

Sometimes i get lucky
Most times i come up short
Got to pull up the lines
Got to move around the bend
They say it's a dying breed
They say it's going to disappear
Nothing i can do, oh but pull up the load again

The tide will rise
And the tide will fall
We'll be out on the water
Before the break of dawn
The tide will rise
And the tide will fall
Oh, we'll be working on the water
When the long, long day is gone

Full moon it was always best
Keep a little and you sell the rest
Living on hope that the seed is sown again
Red sky in the evening
Better times are coming up they say
Well, why do i feel like it's all coming to an end

The tide will rise
And the tide will fall
We'll be out on the water
Before the break of dawn
The tide will rise
And the tide will fall
Oh, we'll be working on the water
When the long, long day is gone

When the seed is broken
Nothing left to grow on
When you lose the seed
It's hard to bring it on back
Never bowed to no one
Always went my own way
Broke down, run around, but i won't run away
And the tide will rise

The tide will rise
And the tide will fall
We'll be out on the water
Before the break of dawn
The tide will rise
And the tide will fall
Oh, we'll be working on the water
When the long, long day is gone
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<title><![CDATA[What A Time from Harbor Lights by Bruce Hornsby]]></title>
<link>/bruce-hornsby/harbor-lights/what-a-time.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-hornsby/harbor-lights/what-a-time.html">What A Time</a> from album <a href="/bruce-hornsby/harbor-lights/">Harbor Lights</a> by <a href="/bruce-hornsby/">Bruce Hornsby</a><BR><PRE>B. r. hornsby/john hornsby

It came on fast when i heard the blast
And the main generator gave a giant gasp
It was round about midnight, about half past
And the city went black as coal so fast

Oh, what a time
Everybody was fazing, hazing
Oh, what a time
It was time to be amazing
Time to lose all reason or rhyme
What a time

It was bad to worse, as the landlord cursed
And the water tank in the backyard burst
We were slipping and sliding and killing thirst
And we couldn't see a soul doing it in the dirt

Oh, what a time
Everybody was praising, raising
Oh, what a time
It was time to be amazing
Time to lose all reason or rhyme
What a time

A thousand people singing in the dark
Couldn't see a thing
A thousand people singing in the dark

Oh, what a time
Everybody was razing, grazing
Oh, what a time
It was time to be amazing
Time to lose all reason or rhyme
What a time
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<title><![CDATA[Pastures Of Plenty from Harbor Lights by Bruce Hornsby]]></title>
<link>/bruce-hornsby/harbor-lights/pastures-of-plenty.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-hornsby/harbor-lights/pastures-of-plenty.html">Pastures Of Plenty</a> from album <a href="/bruce-hornsby/harbor-lights/">Harbor Lights</a> by <a href="/bruce-hornsby/">Bruce Hornsby</a><BR><PRE>B. r. hornsby

Hey now, where are you going
Where are you going to my friend
Said i'm going out to find
The pastures of plenty
I believe they're out there somewhere

Did you hear about the girl
Alone in the world
Thought she was losing her mind
She found it in the discarded refuse pile
Down near the railroad line
A book of sonnets torn and tattered
A few remained intact
One held the key, she said to me
To getting some feeling back

Sometimes my head turns round and round
Sometimes you talk but i can't hear a sound
Sometimes i look down, find my feet off the ground
I feel that i'm somewhere else bound

Hey now, where are you going
Where are you going to my friend
Said i'm going out to find
The pastures of plenty
I believe they're out there somewhere

She looked down the railroad tracklined with trees on each side
She prayed for the strength to run to the boxcar
To pull herself up for the ride

You invite me to your house - you're so sincere
We sit so close for a while
You reach out for me in the low light so clear
But you look like you're frowning when you smile

Hanging around just to see what could happen
Hanging on by oh, the thinnest thread
Sometimes i see the faintest glimpse
Sometimes i feel i'd be better off in bed

Hey now, where are you going
Where are you going to my friend
Said i'm going out to find
The pastures of plenty
I believe they're out there somewhere
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<title><![CDATA[White Wheeled Limosine from Hot House by Bruce Hornsby]]></title>
<link>/bruce-hornsby/hot-house/white-wheeled-limosine.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-hornsby/hot-house/white-wheeled-limosine.html">White Wheeled Limosine</a> from album <a href="/bruce-hornsby/hot-house/">Hot House</a> by <a href="/bruce-hornsby/">Bruce Hornsby</a><BR><PRE>B. r. hornsby

She walked into town in a long white gown
And the band played on with no one around
And the rice was gone oh hours ago
And the white wheeled limosine's standing alone

Well they met at the club where the brasses blow
Where the wine did flow oh he moved so slow
But finally one night as the wind stood still
He got up the nerve and she said &quot;i will&quot;

The day did come and the groomsmen arrived
Came a little early to go over their lines
As they walked to the church on the cobblestones
Was heard in the bushes a moan and a groan

Well she walked into town in a long white gown
And the band played on with no one around
And the rice was gone oh hours ago
And the white wheeled limosine's standing alone

She didn't want to think that she lived a lie
There was always talk of a wandering eye
He'd come to the club and he'd look all around
It took a fair minded man not to wonder aloud

Well she walked into town in a long white gown
And the band played on with no one around
And the rice was gone oh hours ago
And the white wheeled limosine's standing alone

And the father of the bride is drinking so slow...
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<title><![CDATA[Walk In The Sun from Hot House by Bruce Hornsby]]></title>
<link>/bruce-hornsby/hot-house/walk-in-the-sun.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-hornsby/hot-house/walk-in-the-sun.html">Walk In The Sun</a> from album <a href="/bruce-hornsby/hot-house/">Hot House</a> by <a href="/bruce-hornsby/">Bruce Hornsby</a><BR><PRE>B. r. hornsby

My name is vernon james and i live to the south of town
I work my window watching the women go round and round
Some people come here for love
Some people come for fantasy
When two in the morning comes round
My baby comes around for me

Someone come, come my someone
Take the clouds from my eyes, my one
I know that sometime soon
One day we'll walk in the sun

I'm taking tickets and watching
The men always looking down
Sometimes i feel like an animal in
The zoo staring out
No one looks me in the eye
They save it for the girls inside
I don't care much what they see
I know she saves it all for me

Someone come, come my someone
Take the clouds from my eyes, my one
I know that sometime soon
One day we'll walk in the sun

Some people come here for love
Some come for curiosity
I know there will be a day
I know we'll figure out a way

Someone come, come my someone
Take the clouds from my eyes, my one
I know that sometime soon
One day we'll walk in the sun
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<title><![CDATA[The Changes from Hot House by Bruce Hornsby]]></title>
<link>/bruce-hornsby/hot-house/the-changes.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-hornsby/hot-house/the-changes.html">The Changes</a> from album <a href="/bruce-hornsby/hot-house/">Hot House</a> by <a href="/bruce-hornsby/">Bruce Hornsby</a><BR><PRE>B. r. hornsby

The scene is set, everybody's in place
Two chairs filled for every five gone to waste
Pantsuit girl gives me a nasty gaze
She says play that on your own time
Walk to the bandstand blow my horn
Nobody knows what we're really here for
Let's take it out hard till they show us the door
It's us against them tonight

Play the changes
Make the changes
Hear the changes
Take it out hard till they show us the door

A girl with a nose ring said to me
She said where's the joy in your delivery
I said maybe there's not supposed to be
Any real joy at all here
She sat there with that plaster smile
As we sit jiving but in a little while
Holding her hair she joined the single file
And walked on down the hall


Play the changes
Make the changes
Hear the changes
Us against them tonight

The owner says he thinks we need some work
Got a place for you, got some roadwork
Laying asphalt on the interstate
Nobody cares and why should they
A white girl in a dashiki says you're all the rage
My friends and i think you're quite the sage
Wear a kofu and a finger guage
To see which way the wind blows today


Play the changes
Make the changes
Hear the changes
To see which way the wind blows today

Old friend dave with the silver spoon
Says why don't you play those good old tunes
Give it up now you could fill the room
I say there's nothing like a good trane tune
Changes
These things called changes
Where do we go from here?
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<title><![CDATA[The Tango King from Hot House by Bruce Hornsby]]></title>
<link>/bruce-hornsby/hot-house/the-tango-king.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-hornsby/hot-house/the-tango-king.html">The Tango King</a> from album <a href="/bruce-hornsby/hot-house/">Hot House</a> by <a href="/bruce-hornsby/">Bruce Hornsby</a><BR><PRE>B. r. hornsby

Parking lot's full, the crowd's here
All to see and hear the food and beverage seer
Bumpin' time, everyone side to side
Left allemand and do-pah-so time
Here she comes, coming round the bend
Been to the bathroom and she's going back again
Just to give a good cold shoulder next time

Been around town and we're going again
Hallelujah when you get to the end
Summer's come now don't you feel the sting
All going down looking for the tango king

Look at pete, he's a lounge hand
All want to stand where he stands
Spin that girl neath the colored ball
Fancy plaid man's the envy of all


Been around town and we're going again
Hallelujah when you get to the end
Summer's come now don't you feel the sting
All going down looking for the tango king

All the sounds, and the truth is found with a
Drink in hand
Kings of lounge, and button-downs are coming
Back again
Coming back again

Been around town and we're going again
Hallelujah when you get to the end
Walk on cut glass wouldn't feel a thing
All going down looking for the tango king
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<title><![CDATA[Big Rumble (anthony J Merriman) from Hot House by Bruce Hornsby]]></title>
<link>/bruce-hornsby/hot-house/big-rumble-anthony-j-merriman.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-hornsby/hot-house/big-rumble-anthony-j-merriman.html">Big Rumble (anthony J Merriman)</a> from album <a href="/bruce-hornsby/hot-house/">Hot House</a> by <a href="/bruce-hornsby/">Bruce Hornsby</a><BR><PRE>B. r. hornsby

Cocked and ready oh here i stand
Anticipating the laying on of hands
Might be frivolous, may be profound
But it feels like deliverance going down

Hey now, come on around
The big rumble is coming down
Go tell it on the mountainside
Over the hills and across the sky
Hey now, watch out, run
Big rumble is about to come
Go tell it to the people there
Over the hills and everywhere

The young girls screaming as the gym rat speaks
Might see some walk-on on a shooting streak
Big snake charmers and medicine men
Some like daniels in the lion's den

Hey now, come on around
The big rumble is coming down
Go tell it on the mountainside
Over the hills and across the sky
Hey now, watch out, run
Big rumble is about to come
Go tell it to the people there
Over the hills and everywhere

A man with a ball as a saviour too
A strange conception of the holy truth
The biggest and the baddest of moses too
Works for some, maybe me and you

Hey now, come on around
The big rumble is coming down
Go tell it on the mountainside
Over the hills and across the sky
Hey now, watch out, run
Big rumble is about to come
Go tell it to the people there
Over the hills and everywhere
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<title><![CDATA[Country Doctor from Hot House by Bruce Hornsby]]></title>
<link>/bruce-hornsby/hot-house/country-doctor.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-hornsby/hot-house/country-doctor.html">Country Doctor</a> from album <a href="/bruce-hornsby/hot-house/">Hot House</a> by <a href="/bruce-hornsby/">Bruce Hornsby</a><BR><PRE>B. r. hornsby

Deep down in the south county
Over where the paper mill runs
Lived a man, a young country doctor
With the perfect wife and sons
Well he worked his days
And sundays he'd pray
And nobody knew
Why the wife slowly withered away

I saw the country doctor, to ask him what
Was wrong with me
He was caught unaware, accidental and devil may care
Behind the curtain i see, two shadows in front of me
Oh nobody know the trouble i've seen

My guess, there was another woman
And with the kids and the money there was a lot to lose
He said she had an rare affliction
And he was doing all he could do
And we all believed him
Felt so sorry and then
I thought once he was a fine man
Now i don't remember when

I saw the country doctor, to ask him what
Was wrong with me
He was caught unaware, accidental and devil may care
Behind the curtain i see, bottles unmarked in front of me
Whoa nobody knows the trouble i've seen

I saw the country doctor, in a place he didn't see me
Way out in the middle of the night where he thought
No one could see
Over there in the parlor room, making eyes,
Hands roaming free
Someone soon must know, the trouble i've seen

Did you think about the young ones
One day they'll know it was you
And if they let you off one day
Who then will you turn to
And my wife remembers one thing
She said i remember kind of strangely
At a friends wedding one time
It was a look that he gave me
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<title><![CDATA[The Longest Night from Hot House by Bruce Hornsby]]></title>
<link>/bruce-hornsby/hot-house/the-longest-night.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-hornsby/hot-house/the-longest-night.html">The Longest Night</a> from album <a href="/bruce-hornsby/hot-house/">Hot House</a> by <a href="/bruce-hornsby/">Bruce Hornsby</a><BR><PRE>B. r. hornsby

Someone's dancing on the table
Someone's got an old book in the back
Some old jocks are sitting round their neighbors
Exaggerating their stats
Again
There's mr. d.e. in the corner
Dancing with miss virginia former
I didn't think i'd really have a good time
But i don't remember you looking so fine

It's been a long dark night alright
I've been running on a low love light
Maybe the longest night
Maybe it's over, over tonight

Most everyone all around
Most have an intersting story
Even those who don't have much to say
Even interest me when they're just boring to him
And then there's mr. b.m.o.c.
Talking so loud to mr. p.e.
Someone said that his best days are past
But i know this first chance won't be the last

It's been a long dark night alright
I've been running on a low love light
Maybe the longest night
Maybe it's over, over tonight

Hey now mr. d.j.
Keep those good songs coming
Cause i'm having such a good time tonight
Moving making up for so much long lost time
Not much going since the old days
One long solo ride
I came here just to live in the past
But maybe i'm seeing the future at last

It's been a long dark night alright
I've been running on a low love light
Maybe the longest night
Maybe it's over, over tonight
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<title><![CDATA[Hot House Ball from Hot House by Bruce Hornsby]]></title>
<link>/bruce-hornsby/hot-house/hot-house-ball.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-hornsby/hot-house/hot-house-ball.html">Hot House Ball</a> from album <a href="/bruce-hornsby/hot-house/">Hot House</a> by <a href="/bruce-hornsby/">Bruce Hornsby</a><BR><PRE>B.r. hornsby

We've lived around here most all of our lives
Did most anything we wanted to do
We will celebrate every 4th of july
Just a little tamer than most of the rest of us do

Don't light a match, don't play with fire
Pull down easy on the gas lighter
There's a shelter down at the veteran's hall
Living in the shadow of the hot house ball

We can dance in the streets any night or day
The big ball men built such a nice old park
One day we'll celebrate every halloween
Our faces as masks everyone glow in the dark

Don't light a match, don't play with fire
Step real lightly round the barb wire
Keep the noise down to hear the meltdown call
Living in the shadow of the hot house ball

Temper's hot, better pray for rain
Better watch out now for the gamma rays
Party time at the government gate

Don't light a match, don't play with fire
Pull down easy on the gas lighter
There's a shelter down at the veteran's hall
Living in the shadow of the hot house ball
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<title><![CDATA[Swing Street from Hot House by Bruce Hornsby]]></title>
<link>/bruce-hornsby/hot-house/swing-street.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-hornsby/hot-house/swing-street.html">Swing Street</a> from album <a href="/bruce-hornsby/hot-house/">Hot House</a> by <a href="/bruce-hornsby/">Bruce Hornsby</a><BR><PRE>B. r. hornsby

I heard you say that tonight's the night
You say there's a party going on
I'm in the door lik an old 78 side
And i hear 'em out hitting on a coleman song

My friend john with a mirror and spoon
Got a belt and a mainline scene
A couple getting off in the back room
Someone's collecting money for the friend in need

Sounds like a good time, a ball to me
Sounds like a place i'd like to be
Theres a little crowd you're gonna want to meet
Oh they got a thing going on swing street

Nice old man in the corner booth
Making time with jive-time stu
She makes her sting 'neath the table blue
Says she's an actor but she's hooking
As a sideline too


Oh sounds like a good time, a ball to me
Sounds like a place i'd like to be
Everybody rolls when it's time to meet
Oh they got a thing going on swing street
Got a good thing going down swing street

You say there's nothing but bums around here
Listen to the sound of the cymbal so clear

Cutting contest on the stand
Somebody's trying to blow you away
What makes him swing harder than you do
Oh better hit the woodshed for ninety days

Oh sounds like a good time, a ball to me
Sounds like a place i'd like to be
Theres a little crowd you're gonna want to meet
Oh they got a thing going on swing street
Got a good thing going down swing street
Got a good thing going down swing street

Got a thing going on on swing street
Got a thing going on

Got a thing going on on swing street
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<title><![CDATA[Cruise Control from Hot House by Bruce Hornsby]]></title>
<link>/bruce-hornsby/hot-house/cruise-control.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-hornsby/hot-house/cruise-control.html">Cruise Control</a> from album <a href="/bruce-hornsby/hot-house/">Hot House</a> by <a href="/bruce-hornsby/">Bruce Hornsby</a><BR><PRE>B. r. hornsby

It's been a long time coming, this feeling i've got
That things'll always go your way, such a long shot
Been so deep in the hole, never thought i'd come out
Anything can happen, i know that now

One slip, one fall
A turn of the head can change it all
A step ahead, a step behind
A blink of an eye at the wrong time

North, south, east and west
Spin the wheel and hope for the best
No regrets and it's on we roll
Put it in drive and set the cruise control

Walk tall and away you go
Wheels roll and the whistle will blow
Many miles oh i may roam
Put it in drive and set the cruise control

He was holding on, he trusted me, then he slipped away
He fell hard and now i've just got myself to blame
When he smiled at me finally i came around
You can't worry, you never know so don't beat yourself down

One slip, one fall
A turn of the head can change it all
A step ahead, a step behind
A blink of an eye at the wrong time

North, south, east and west
Spin the wheel and hope for the best
No regrets and it's on we roll
Put it in drive and set the cruise control

Walk tall and away you go
Wheels roll and the whistle will blow
Many miles oh i may roam
Put it in drive and set the cruise control

In my darkest hour, my longest day
Oh my mind was a prison
I could feel it taking me down to stay
Then i said &quot;forget this&quot;, it's out of your hands anyway

North, south, east and west
Spin the wheel and hope for the best
Many miles oh i may roam
Put it in drive and set the cruise control

Wheels roll and the whistle will blow
Walk tall and away you go
No regrets and it's on we roll
Put it in drive and set the cruise control

Put it in drive and set the cruise control

Oh where i go i'll go i just don't know
Pick myself up and roll, roll
Up ahead can't see it all
Take it slow, let the cards fall
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<title><![CDATA[The Valley Road from Scenes From The Southside by Bruce Hornsby]]></title>
<link>/bruce-hornsby/scenes-from-the-southside/the-valley-road.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-hornsby/scenes-from-the-southside/the-valley-road.html">The Valley Road</a> from album <a href="/bruce-hornsby/scenes-from-the-southside/">Scenes From The Southside</a> by <a href="/bruce-hornsby/">Bruce Hornsby</a><BR><PRE>B. r. hornsby/john hornsby

Sometimes i lead sometimes i follow
This time i'll go where she wants me to go
She said maybe today maybe tomorrow
Go deep in the woods down the low valley road

While no one was lookin on the old plantation
He took her all the way down the long valley road
They sent her away not too much later
And left him walking down the old valley road
Walk on, walk on alone
Walk on, walk on, walk on alone

Out in the hall they were talking in a whisper
Everybody noticed she was gone awhile
Somebody said she's gone to her sister's
But everybody knew what they were talking about

While no one was lookin on the old plantation
He showed her what they do down the long valley road
She came back around like nothing really happened
And left him standing on the old valley road
Walk on, walk on alone
Walk on, walk on, walk on alone

Standing like a stone on the old plantation
The rich old man would have never let him in
Good enough to hire not good enough to marry
When it all happens nobody wins
Walk on, walk on alone
Walk on, walk on, walk on alone
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<title><![CDATA[I Will Walk With You from Scenes From The Southside by Bruce Hornsby]]></title>
<link>/bruce-hornsby/scenes-from-the-southside/i-will-walk-with-you.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-hornsby/scenes-from-the-southside/i-will-walk-with-you.html">I Will Walk With You</a> from album <a href="/bruce-hornsby/scenes-from-the-southside/">Scenes From The Southside</a> by <a href="/bruce-hornsby/">Bruce Hornsby</a><BR><PRE>B.r. hornsby

A strong man feels weak in the still heat of the day
Nothing is black and white, just a hazy gray
There's a long lonesome sound in the distance calling back to me
You look for some small reward
Everybody wants a little more
You could be the one at my door
Someone i might've seen before
What i come here for

Everything comes and goes
You try to believe but you never know
Anyway the wind blows
Somewhere, sometime
I will walk with you

Long way to go, the road winds on and on
You feel all alone, in the cold light of the dawn
And i know that it's warm by your side, but you're so far away
There's always another wall
Sometimes you feel so small
You could pick me up when i fall
Be the one to help me through it all
Be there when i call

Everything comes and goes
You try to believe but you never know
Anyway the wind blows
Somewhere, sometime
I will walk with you

There's always another wall
Sometimes you feel so small
You could pick me up when i fall
Be the one to help me through it all
Be there when i call

Everything comes and goes
You try to believe but you never know
Anyway the wind blows
Somewhere, sometime
I will walk with you
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<title><![CDATA[The Road Not Taken from Scenes From The Southside by Bruce Hornsby]]></title>
<link>/bruce-hornsby/scenes-from-the-southside/the-road-not-taken.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-hornsby/scenes-from-the-southside/the-road-not-taken.html">The Road Not Taken</a> from album <a href="/bruce-hornsby/scenes-from-the-southside/">Scenes From The Southside</a> by <a href="/bruce-hornsby/">Bruce Hornsby</a><BR><PRE>B. r. hornsby

Down in the southwest virginia town of richlands
I fell in love with an appalachian girl
She lived in a long line of little row houses
On the side of an old strip mining hill
She walked along on the jagged ridge
And looked as far as she could see
But the hills out there so up and down
You only see as far as the next big ridge

Everytime i see her face
On the street in the hollow of on the hill
Another time and another place
I feel her in my heart still
Everytime i see her face
On the street in the hollow in the bend
I see her in my mind and then
I go down the road not taken...again

Oh the coal dust sttles on the window display
They have to change it about every other day
Some things never change way out here
An outsider could always remain that way
She walked along on the jagged ridge
She told me she was thinking of me
But every time i tried to take her away
She alway ran back to the rocks and the trees

Everytime i see her face
On the street in the hollow of on the hill
Another time and another place
I feel her in my heart still
Everytime i see her face
On the street in the hollow in the bend
I see her in my mind and then
I go down the road not taken...again

Oh i went back there after many years
So curious and so secretly
As i looked on i held back a tear
The road not taken overcoming me
Oh i saw her she was sitting there
Older, thinner on the front porch
It seemed the light a little brighter there
Or maybe i still carried the forgotten torch

Everytime i see her face
On the street in the hollow of on the hill
Another time and another place
I feel her in my heart still
Everytime i see her face
On the street in the hollow in the bend
I see her in my mind and then
I go down the road not taken...again
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<title><![CDATA[The Show Goes On from Scenes From The Southside by Bruce Hornsby]]></title>
<link>/bruce-hornsby/scenes-from-the-southside/the-show-goes-on.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-hornsby/scenes-from-the-southside/the-show-goes-on.html">The Show Goes On</a> from album <a href="/bruce-hornsby/scenes-from-the-southside/">Scenes From The Southside</a> by <a href="/bruce-hornsby/">Bruce Hornsby</a><BR><PRE>B. r. hornsby

What's the long face, whats all the crying for
Didn't you expect it when you opened your door
To the man with the long coat and the long list of victims
Everybody watching knows he's the one keeping score
&gt;from where she sits, everyone stands in judgement
People watching as the curtain falls down
See the lights do a long slow fade...

The show goes on, and the sad-eyed sisters go walking on
Everyone watching all along
The show goes on, as the autumn's coming
And the summer's all gone
Still without you, the show goes on

Some say she's alright, some say she'll never learn
Some rush into things, some stand and wait their turn
I've been here all along standing here all this time
But you never noticed, just let the same tired flames burn
&gt;from where she sits, everyone stands in judgement
People watching as the curtain falls down
See the lights do a long slow fade

The show goes on, and the sad-eyed sisters go walking on
Everyone watching all along
The show goes on, as the autumn's coming
And the summer's all gone
Still without you, the show goes on

Time is passing,slowly passing you by
You better try to find it before it passes you by
As i watch you walking to another cold dawn
And you keep on walking
And they keep on talking
Talking all along

&gt;from where she sits, everyone stands in judgement
People watching as the curtain falls down
See the lights do a long slow fade
The show goes on, and the sad-eyed sisters go walking on
Everyone watching all along
The show goes on, as the autumn's coming
And the summer's all gone
Still without you, the show goes on
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<title><![CDATA[The Old Playground from Scenes From The Southside by Bruce Hornsby]]></title>
<link>/bruce-hornsby/scenes-from-the-southside/the-old-playground.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-hornsby/scenes-from-the-southside/the-old-playground.html">The Old Playground</a> from album <a href="/bruce-hornsby/scenes-from-the-southside/">Scenes From The Southside</a> by <a href="/bruce-hornsby/">Bruce Hornsby</a><BR><PRE>B. r. hornsby/john hornsby

Walking on the sidewalk, roundball under my arm
Everybody knows how you play is who you are
Walking down the road, looking for a game or two
The real moves come through, no matter what they're gonna do
It's down to you

Take me to the old playground
Where the old ones rule, and the young ones do their time
Take me to the old playground
Where the talk is cheap
And the restless stalk the baseline

The old sage frowns, he says just pass it on around
But all-world junior's pulling up from downtown
For some it's a way out, for some it's a way in
Most of us don't even care
We're just looking for another gym to get in

Take me to the old playground
Where the old ones rule, and the young ones do their time
Take me to the old playground
Where some play from dreams
And the rest just play for pride

The old man said stop running with those boys
But they know what to do and their folks don't mind the noise
Say hey now, everybody's gonna get along
Just call your own foul when you break the rules
If you make it, take it, so make your move

Take me to the old playground
Where the old ones rule, and the young ones do their time
Take me to the old playground
Where the talk is cheap
And the restless stalk the baseline
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<title><![CDATA[Defenders Of The Flag from Scenes From The Southside by Bruce Hornsby]]></title>
<link>/bruce-hornsby/scenes-from-the-southside/defenders-of-the-flag.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-hornsby/scenes-from-the-southside/defenders-of-the-flag.html">Defenders Of The Flag</a> from album <a href="/bruce-hornsby/scenes-from-the-southside/">Scenes From The Southside</a> by <a href="/bruce-hornsby/">Bruce Hornsby</a><BR><PRE>B. r. hornsby/john hornsby

It's coming any day said the captain
It's coming any day now cried the priest
The people in high places may defend you
But son you better hope they keep the peace

Can't you hear them calling
Can't you see them shine
The city halls are falling
The defenders drink their wine
And when the party's over
Their stomachs start to sag
Defenders, defenders of the flag

The congregation's waiting at the altar
They can't find the preacher anywhere
They found him with the new girl from the choir
Where they store the boxes of the book of prayer

If these guys are the good ones
I don't want to know the bad
You wonder how it happened
They just picked it up from dad
While faded old glory is hanging like a rag
Defenders, defenders of the flag

The flag is flying high over the courthouse
The wheels of justice never stood a chance
The judge is down at charlie's on his lunch hour
Checking out the picture show from france

Carrying a fifth of whiskey
In a dirty paper bag
Threw the ball to home
But they always missed the tag
Faded old glory hanging like a rag
Defenders, defenders of the flag
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<title><![CDATA[Jacob's Ladder from Scenes From The Southside by Bruce Hornsby]]></title>
<link>/bruce-hornsby/scenes-from-the-southside/jacobs-ladder.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-hornsby/scenes-from-the-southside/jacobs-ladder.html">Jacob's Ladder</a> from album <a href="/bruce-hornsby/scenes-from-the-southside/">Scenes From The Southside</a> by <a href="/bruce-hornsby/">Bruce Hornsby</a><BR><PRE>B. r. hornsby/john hornsby

I met a fan dancer down in southside birmingham
She was running from a fat man selling salvation in his hand
She said he's tryin' to save me
But i'm doin' alright, the best that i can
Just a pair of fallen angels tryin' to get through the night

Step by step, one by one, higher and higher
Step by step, one by one, climbing jacob's ladder

Comin' over the airwaves the man says i'm overdue
Sing a song, send money, join the chosen few
But mister i'm not in a hurry, and i don't want to be like you
All i want from tomorrow is to get it better than today

Step by step, one by one, higher and higher
Step by step, one by one, climbing jacob's ladder

All i want from tomorrow is to get it better than today
Step by step, one by one, higher and higher
Step by step, one by one, climbing jacob's ladder
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<title><![CDATA[Till The Dreaming's Done from Scenes From The Southside by Bruce Hornsby]]></title>
<link>/bruce-hornsby/scenes-from-the-southside/till-the-dreamings-done.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-hornsby/scenes-from-the-southside/till-the-dreamings-done.html">Till The Dreaming's Done</a> from album <a href="/bruce-hornsby/scenes-from-the-southside/">Scenes From The Southside</a> by <a href="/bruce-hornsby/">Bruce Hornsby</a><BR><PRE>B. r. hornsby

Well i saw her one day
At the corner cafe
Everybody there knew she's a wonder
I sat there all night
Too shy to say
Honey you could keep me from going under

Oh my my when she walks on by
It's hard not to get lost in the view
How can you know if the feelings a lie
When love comes out of the blue

North, south, east, west
Up, down, all around and all the rest
I'll go anywhere she wants me to go
Of all the girls i've loved she's the best
(she's the one)
Till the dreaming's done

Well i left in the springtime long, long ago
Funny but i never got to know her
Some people tell me she stayed alone
And if things were different
I'd go and show her

But oh my my when she walks on by
It's hard not to get lost in the view
How can you know if it's truth or a lie
When love comes out of the blue

North, south, east, west
Uptown, downbound, and all the rest
I'll go anywhere she wants me to go
Of all the girls i've loved she's the best
(she's the one)
Till the dreaming's done


Oh my my when she walks on by
It's hard not to get lost in the view
How can you know if the feelings a lie
When love comes out of the blue

North, south, east, west
Uptown, downtown and all the rest
I'll go anywhere she wants me to go
Of all the girls i've loved she's the best
She's the one
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<title><![CDATA[Every Little Kiss from The Way It Is by Bruce Hornsby]]></title>
<link>/bruce-hornsby/the-way-it-is/every-little-kiss.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-hornsby/the-way-it-is/every-little-kiss.html">Every Little Kiss</a> from album <a href="/bruce-hornsby/the-way-it-is/">The Way It Is</a> by <a href="/bruce-hornsby/">Bruce Hornsby</a><BR><PRE>B. r. hornsby

Way out here, working on the docks
Everyone sees the long day through
Well what would i do without the nights
And the phone
And the chance just to talk to you
A thousand miles away
What i wouldn't give for only one night
A little relief in sight
Or someday when times weren't so tight

When the day goes down on the
Water town
When the sun sinks low all around
That's when i know i need you now
You're what i miss
Every little kiss

Everybody here's a number, not a name
But i guess that's all right with me
As i sit alone after a long day
In the absence of company
Oh i let my mind wander...
A thousand miles away
What i wouldn't give for only one night
A little relief in sight
Or someday when times weren't so tight

When the day goes down on the
Water town
When the sun sinks low all around
That's when i know i need you now
You're what i miss
Every little kiss
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<title><![CDATA[Mandolin Rain from The Way It Is by Bruce Hornsby]]></title>
<link>/bruce-hornsby/the-way-it-is/mandolin-rain.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-hornsby/the-way-it-is/mandolin-rain.html">Mandolin Rain</a> from album <a href="/bruce-hornsby/the-way-it-is/">The Way It Is</a> by <a href="/bruce-hornsby/">Bruce Hornsby</a><BR><PRE>Mandolin rain


B. r. hornsby/john hornsby

The song came and went
Like the times that we spent
Hiding out from the rain under the carnival tent
I laughed and she'd smile
It would last for awhile
You don't know what you got till you lose it all again

Listen to the mandolin rain
Listen to the music on the lake
Listen to my heart break every time she runs away
Listen to the banjo wind
A sad song drifting low
Listen to the tears roll
Down my face as she turns to go

A cool evening dance
Listening to the bluegrass band takes the chill
&gt;from the air till they play the last song
I'll do my time
Keeping you off my mind but there's moments
That i find, i'm not feeling so strong

Listen to the mandolin rain
Listen to the music on the lake
Listen to my heart break every time she runs away
Listen to the banjo wind
A sad song drifting low
Listen to the tears roll
Down my face as she turns to go

Running down by the lakeshore
She did love the sound of a summer storm
It played on the lake like a mandolin
Now it's washing her away again

Listen to the mandolin rain
Listen to the music on the lake
Listen to my heart break every time she runs away
Listen to the banjo wind
A sad song drifting low
Listen to the tears roll
Down my face as she turns to go

The boat's steaming in
I watch the sidewheel spin and i
Think about her when i hear that whistle blow
I can't change my mind
I knew all the time that she'd go
But that's a choice i made long ago

Listen to the mandolin rain
Listen to the music on the lake
Listen to my heart break every time she runs away
Listen to the banjo wind
A sad song drifting low
Listen to the tears roll
Down my face as she turns to go

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<title><![CDATA[The Long Race from The Way It Is by Bruce Hornsby]]></title>
<link>/bruce-hornsby/the-way-it-is/the-long-race.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-hornsby/the-way-it-is/the-long-race.html">The Long Race</a> from album <a href="/bruce-hornsby/the-way-it-is/">The Way It Is</a> by <a href="/bruce-hornsby/">Bruce Hornsby</a><BR><PRE>B. r. hornsby/hohn hornsby

It's a hazy winter's day
And i'm staring out on the southland
In the twilight distance on the bay
My mind sees you running through the marshland
All these years i've been waiting for you
Through the high tides and the low tides too
But if i stop now how could i ever be with you?

It's a long race
If i try i will surely finish
It's a long race
If i try i will surely win it
Some day some night with you

There's a village on the lower eastern shore
Where the watermen's boats are anchored
And they work so hard all day long
Showing me what you want to go after
All these years i've been pushing so hard
Through the high times and the low times too
But if i stop now
How could i know what i could do?


It's a long race
If i try i will surely finish
It's a long race
If i try i will surely win it
Some day some night with you
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<title><![CDATA[The Way It Is from The Way It Is by Bruce Hornsby]]></title>
<link>/bruce-hornsby/the-way-it-is/the-way-it-is.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-hornsby/the-way-it-is/the-way-it-is.html">The Way It Is</a> from album <a href="/bruce-hornsby/the-way-it-is/">The Way It Is</a> by <a href="/bruce-hornsby/">Bruce Hornsby</a><BR><PRE>B. r. hornsby

Standing in line marking time--
Waiting for the welfare dime
'cause they can't buy a job
The man in the silk suit hurries by
As he catches the poor old ladies' eyes
Just for fun he says "get a job"

That's just the way it is
Some things will never change
That's just the way it is
But don't you believe them

They say hey little boy you can't go
Where the others go
'cause you don't look like they do
Said hey old man how can you stand
To think that way
Did you really think about it
Before you made the rules
He said, son

That's just the way it is
Some things will never change
That's just the way it is
But don't you believe them

Well they passed a law in '64
To give those who ain't got a little more
But it only goes so far
Because the law don't change another's mind
When all it sees at the hiring time
Is the line on the color bar

That's just the way it is
Some things will never change
That's just the way it is
But don't you believe them


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<title><![CDATA[Down The Road Tonight from The Way It Is by Bruce Hornsby]]></title>
<link>/bruce-hornsby/the-way-it-is/down-the-road-tonight.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-hornsby/the-way-it-is/down-the-road-tonight.html">Down The Road Tonight</a> from album <a href="/bruce-hornsby/the-way-it-is/">The Way It Is</a> by <a href="/bruce-hornsby/">Bruce Hornsby</a><BR><PRE>B. r. hornsby/john hornsby

There's a place
A local roadside shack
A poor man's paris with a parking lot in the back
There's a girl there
She knows how to unwind
She don't talk much but she knows just how to act
I said - don't tell me she don't love me
The money's just a mere formality

Every day, every night
Somethings going on, something's going on
Down the road over yonder
Any place, any time when i'm fading
My love lies waiting
Down the road tonight

When i was younger
All the older boys
Would drive me way out past the county fair
They'd laugh and point out
This roadside trailer
And say something wild's going on over there
They said - what they're doing
Don't mean nothing to you now
But someday it'll mean everything

There were movies in the parlor
They were dealing one-eyed jacks
And when i said i loved her
She said - just keep coming back
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<title><![CDATA[The Wild Frontier from The Way It Is by Bruce Hornsby]]></title>
<link>/bruce-hornsby/the-way-it-is/the-wild-frontier.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-hornsby/the-way-it-is/the-wild-frontier.html">The Wild Frontier</a> from album <a href="/bruce-hornsby/the-way-it-is/">The Way It Is</a> by <a href="/bruce-hornsby/">Bruce Hornsby</a><BR><PRE>B. r. hornsby/john hornsby

Here i am
I'm in a gaseous haze
Ten lanes and tall boys
Going both ways
El dorado riding on the fringe
Aztec princess take revenge
This ain't my style, this ain't my home
I'm going where it's safe to roam

Take me all the way back
To the wild frontier
Well i'm counting the miles
Seeing her smile in the wild frontier

Electric sun
Electric hair
Leather skin
Leather underwear
She said hey
I'm getting in the biz
Come on over
I'll show you where some action is

This ain't my style, this ain't my home
I'm going where it's safe to roam

Take me all the way back
To the wild frontier
Well i'm counting the miles
Seeing her smile in the wild frontier
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<title><![CDATA[The River Runs Low from The Way It Is by Bruce Hornsby]]></title>
<link>/bruce-hornsby/the-way-it-is/the-river-runs-low.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-hornsby/the-way-it-is/the-river-runs-low.html">The River Runs Low</a> from album <a href="/bruce-hornsby/the-way-it-is/">The Way It Is</a> by <a href="/bruce-hornsby/">Bruce Hornsby</a><BR><PRE>B. r. hornsby/john hornsby

The rain held back again
Haven't felt a drop since you went away
Outside of town, the hills are brown
I guess way out there you'd call 'em golden
Lines outside the welfare store
The clock is stopped at the bank next door
They yelled like hell when the boys left home
Now just like you they're all gone

The river runs low tonight
Eyes are closed on the waterline
The river runs low tonight
And you're always drifting through my mind
The river runs low tonight
And nobody waits for the tides to rise
But i'm gonna wait till you make
The river run high

The old man's gettin' on
Keeps the morning paper in his overcoat
It keeps him warm in the cold storm
And he told me today i look a little lonely
Up in the air they're heading south
The sky is light to the west of town
With a little cash i could get around
You know i'd come out there and find you

The river runs low tonight
Eyes are closed on the waterline
The river runs low tonight
And you're always drifting through my mind
The river runs low tonight
And nobody waits for the tides to rise
But i'm gonna wait till you make
The river run high

Up in the air they're heading south
The sky is light to the west of town
With a little cash i could get around
You know i'd come out there and find you

The river runs low tonight
Eyes are closed on the waterline
The river runs low tonight
And you're always drifting through my mind
The river runs low tonight
And nobody waits for the tides to rise
But i'm gonna wait till you make
The river run high
</PRE>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[The Red Plains from The Way It Is by Bruce Hornsby]]></title>
<link>/bruce-hornsby/the-way-it-is/the-red-plains.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-hornsby/the-way-it-is/the-red-plains.html">The Red Plains</a> from album <a href="/bruce-hornsby/the-way-it-is/">The Way It Is</a> by <a href="/bruce-hornsby/">Bruce Hornsby</a><BR><PRE>B. r. hornsby/john hornsby

Four walls i built one winter
She came to share my name
For years we lived as lovers on the open plains
Far off the heat wave shimmers
Pipelines and the gasoline
One day it all came running like a bad dream
Fire, smoke-filled lungs
I hope i'll be standing when the day is done
We're

Staring out at the red plains
And we're hiding out from the smoke and the rage
A lifetime living on the red plains
Watching out as it all goes up in flames


Get up on sunday morning
Repent for friday night
Don't let 'em tell you it's gonna be a fair fight
I gave her clothes and a diamond
She loved the things that shine
But one day the gold and the silver get left behind
Fire, smoke-filled rooms
I hope i'll be standing when the day is through

Staring out at the red plains
And we're hiding out from the smoke and the rage
A lifetime living on the red plains
Watching out as it all goes up in flames
</PRE>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Mars Within from Tyranny Of Souls by Bruce Dickinson]]></title>
<link>/bruce-dickinson/tyranny-of-souls/mars-within.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-dickinson/tyranny-of-souls/mars-within.html">Mars Within</a> from album <a href="/bruce-dickinson/tyranny-of-souls/">Tyranny Of Souls</a> by <a href="/bruce-dickinson/">Bruce Dickinson</a><BR><PRE>Instrumental

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<title><![CDATA[Broken from Best Of Bruce by Bruce Dickinson]]></title>
<link>/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/broken.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/broken.html">Broken</a> from album <a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/">Best Of Bruce</a> by <a href="/bruce-dickinson/">Bruce Dickinson</a><BR><PRE>[B. Dickinson/ Roy Z.]

I will not be pushed
I will not be stamped defiled
I will not be crushed
I am not your only child

I am not a freak 
object of your own desire
I am not ashamed
I am not an alibi

[CHORUS:]
I stand alone, now I can see
You won't bring me down
For all this pain and misery
I'm not broken

Crushed, crushed

I am not a pawn
This is not a game of chess
I am not a pin stuck into your shiny vest
I am not a slave
I will do what I do best
Walking out on you
Take my life and leave the rest

[REPEAT CHORUS]

[CHORUS II:]
All the hatred can't you see
You won't bring me down 
?Open your eyes up? set me free
I'm not broken

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh [x4]

[REPEAT CHORUS & CHORUS II]

I'm not broken [x3]</PRE>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Tattooed Millionaire from Best Of Bruce by Bruce Dickinson]]></title>
<link>/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/tattooed-millionaire.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/tattooed-millionaire.html">Tattooed Millionaire</a> from album <a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/">Best Of Bruce</a> by <a href="/bruce-dickinson/">Bruce Dickinson</a><BR><PRE>[B. Dickinson/ J. Gers]

Tattooed boys with expensive toys. 
Living in a bubble of sin.
Money can buy you most of anything.
Fix your nose or the mess your in.
Front page news you can share your views.
With a population that wants to be like you.
Out on the strip. Out on the tiles.
Same old greed behind the PR smiles.

You and all your entourage. To me your all the same.
You and all your entourage. Playing foolish games.

[CHORUS:]
I don't want your big city shining.
I don't want your silver lining.
I don't wanna be a tattooed millionaire.

He's got a wife, she ain't no brain child.
Ex mud queen of Miami.
In his stretch Cadillac, he keeps her in the back.
With his CD player and his bottle of Jack.
LA dude. LA Attitude. Laid back, selfish and getting fat.
Body guards, Porn Stars, Gold credit cards.
Using each other. Running for cover.

[REPEAT CHORUS]</PRE>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Laughing In The Hiding Bush (live) from Best Of Bruce by Bruce Dickinson]]></title>
<link>/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/laughing-in-the-hiding-bush-live.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/laughing-in-the-hiding-bush-live.html">Laughing In The Hiding Bush (live)</a> from album <a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/">Best Of Bruce</a> by <a href="/bruce-dickinson/">Bruce Dickinson</a><BR><PRE>[B. Dickinson/ Roy Z/ A. Dickinson]

There's a sinister game that children play...Hey...Hey
When they get to the end of each schoolday...Hey...Hey
They spend their lives getting ready for the kill...

[CHORUS:]
Laughing in the hiding bush
The joker is back
Laughing in the hiding bush
The joker is back

Who remembers the names of fallen heroes aha aha?
Who remembers today to fly their flag?
I couldn't say I loved you like I did before...Ha!

Laughing in the hiding bush
The joker is back
Laughing in the hiding bush

It's the laughing attack
The joker is back
He's wild in the pack
The joker is back
Laughing in the hiding... gonna kick him in the bush, yeah

[SOLO]

[REPEAT CHORUS (x2)]</PRE>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Tears Of The Dragon from Best Of Bruce by Bruce Dickinson]]></title>
<link>/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/tears-of-the-dragon.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/tears-of-the-dragon.html">Tears Of The Dragon</a> from album <a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/">Best Of Bruce</a> by <a href="/bruce-dickinson/">Bruce Dickinson</a><BR><PRE>[B. Dickinson]

For too long now 
There were secrets in my mind
For too long now
There were things I should have said

In the darkness, I was stumbling for the door
To find a reason, to find the time, the place, the hour

Waiting for the winter sun, and the cold light of day
The misty ghosts of childhood fears
The pressure is building and I can't stay away

[CHORUS:]
I throw myself into the sea
Release the wave, let it wash over me
To face the fear, I once believed 
The tears of the dragon, for you and for me

Where I was 
I had wings that couldn't fly
Where I was
I had tears I couldn't cry

My emotions frozen in an icy lake
I couldn't feel them until the ice began to break

I have no power over this, you know I'm afraid
The walls I built are crumbling
The water is moving, I'm slipping away

[REPEAT CHORUS]

[SOLO]

Slowly I awake
Slowly I rise
The walls I built are crumbling
The water is moving, I'm slipping away

[REPEAT CHORUS (x2)]</PRE>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[The Tower from Best Of Bruce by Bruce Dickinson]]></title>
<link>/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/the-tower.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/the-tower.html">The Tower</a> from album <a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/">Best Of Bruce</a> by <a href="/bruce-dickinson/">Bruce Dickinson</a><BR><PRE>[B. Dickinson / Roy Z.]

There are twelve commandments
There are twelve divisions
Twelve are the pagans who have mapped the sky
In the outer circle
To the inner sanctum
From the octave at the end of time

The fountain, the trinity
The pilgrim is searching for blood
(searching for his blood)
To look for his own free will
The stone of infinity, washed in the flood

Lovers in the tower
The moon and sun divided, and the hanged man smiles
Lovers in the tower
The moon and sun divided, let the fool decide

In the atom circle
Where we break the stars
Hammer into anvil, stuffing out the sun
Witness all the killing
See the birth of Mars
Our religion thrown into the fire

The fountain, the trinity
The pilgrim is searching for blood
(searching for his blood)
To look for his own free will
The stone of infinity, washed in the flood

Lovers in the tower
The moon and sun divided, the hanged man smiles
Lovers in the tower
The moon and sun divided, the magician laughs
Lovers in the tower
The moon and sun divided, and the priestess kneels
(priestess kneels)
Lovers in the tower
The moon and sun divided, let the fool decide

Lovers in the tower
The moon and sun divided, and the hanged man smiles
Lovers in the tower
The moon and sun divided, let the fool decide
Lovers in the tower
The moon and sun divided, the priestess kneels to receive
Lovers in the tower
The moon and sun divided, the magician laughs</PRE>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Born In '58 from Best Of Bruce by Bruce Dickinson]]></title>
<link>/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/born-in-58.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/born-in-58.html">Born In '58</a> from album <a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/">Best Of Bruce</a> by <a href="/bruce-dickinson/">Bruce Dickinson</a><BR><PRE>[B. Dickinson/ J. Gers]

Born in a mining town in '58.
When black and white TV was up to date.
And men where still around.
Who fought for freedom. Stood their ground and died.
That I could be alive and see the damage,
that we've managed since.
In this septed isle. Is nothing sacred. 
Just a one square mile.

[CHORUS:]
Justice and Liberty. You can buy what you don't get free.
In a world of steel and glass. We bury our past.

On and On. We slept till dawn. When we awoke, we hardly spoke.

My grandfather taught me how to fight.
Old fashioned stuff like wrong and right.
But all around I see his morals buried in a mess
Of money troubles, Born in a mining town in '58.
When black and white TV was up to date.
And men where still around.
Who fought for freedom, stood their ground and died.

[REPEAT CHORUS]

On and On. We slept till dawn. 
When we awoke, it was, all the same.</PRE>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Accident Of Birth from Best Of Bruce by Bruce Dickinson]]></title>
<link>/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/accident-of-birth.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/accident-of-birth.html">Accident Of Birth</a> from album <a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/">Best Of Bruce</a> by <a href="/bruce-dickinson/">Bruce Dickinson</a><BR><PRE>[B. Dickinson/ Roy Z]

Journey back to the darkside, back into the womb
back to where the spirits move like vapour from the tomb
The centre of the cyclone blowing out the sun
break the shackles of your union to the light

I might've had a brother, a service board, they dragged him under
to the other side of twilight, he's waiting for me now

Nativity was lost on me, I didn't ask, I couldn't see
What created me, what and where and how

[CHORUS:]
Welcome home, It's been too long, we've missed you
Welcome home, we've opened up the gates
Welcome home, to your brothers and sisters
Welcome home, to an accident of birth

Feel our bodies breathing as you try to stop believing
There's nothing you can do about your shadow
You can fight us, you are like us and your body will betray you
Lay down and die like all the others

Where are the angels and their wings of freedom?
Jesus had his day off when they pulled you through

[REPEAT CHORUS]

To an accidental birth

[SOLO]

Visions growing dim as the daylight fades away
I'm spinning, twisting, black, well, It's your dying day

[REPEAT CHORUS (x2)]</PRE>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Silver Wings from Best Of Bruce by Bruce Dickinson]]></title>
<link>/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/silver-wings.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/silver-wings.html">Silver Wings</a> from album <a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/">Best Of Bruce</a> by <a href="/bruce-dickinson/">Bruce Dickinson</a><BR><PRE>[B. Dickinson/ Roy Z.]

Sound of merlins fired up and their spoiling for the fight
1000 bombers ready, it's the target for tonight
Deeper into Germany, but we all know the score
I know that I'm not coming back like those that did before

Now the flare gun fires and we get the go
Say goodbye to the earth below

[CHORUS:]
Tonight, on silver wings
I am soaring through the mountains of the moon
on silver wings
Flying where no angels fly

I have brought these engines to the very jaws of hell
Melat hearts are beating through this hail of shot and shell
Terror from the skies where the angels fear to tread
Nothing in my eyes, I am the living dead

Now the searchlight blinding us with its light
Can't shake this one off tonight

[REPEAT CHORUS]

[SOLO]

The sky is bleeding gasoline and fuel is running low
Tanks are blown to pieces soon the wing is going to go
All the crew have bailed out over Essen long ago
But every night since 45 this bomber boy has staeyd alive

I can't believe she's still in the sky
Me and my merlins fly

[REPEAT CHORUS]

on silver wings
I am soaring through the mountains of the moon
on silver wings
I can touch the face of God</PRE>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Darkside Of Aquarius from Best Of Bruce by Bruce Dickinson]]></title>
<link>/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/darkside-of-aquarius.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/darkside-of-aquarius.html">Darkside Of Aquarius</a> from album <a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/">Best Of Bruce</a> by <a href="/bruce-dickinson/">Bruce Dickinson</a><BR><PRE>[B. Dickinson/ Roy Z]

The first hellrider came on wings a-plenty in the dark
Hauled out his poison and they blew away his mark
The fascist from the east is coming, mothers hide your sons

The second hellrider came from flaming seas and molten sands
Half is played in Hell's commands
Hauled out his poison with his promises of promised lands
Glad, good times of lying leaders

Here comes the riders as the wheel of dharma's running out of time [x2]

The third hellrider came teaching brothers to kill brother man
And the fourth hellrider waits on an acid trail for an acid world
Walls of old religions' fools and superstitious men
Throw some scary tarot cards and...

Here comes the riders as the wheel of dharma's running out of time
Here comes the riders as the revolution's stepping out to light
the dark aside of Aquarius has robbed us of our souls and minds
Here comes the riders as the wheel of time is running out of time

[SOLO]

From the starlit sky on the silver sea
a lonely silver surfer comes to push the wheel for me 
[x2]

Gotta move, gotta move, gotta move that wheel right round [x3]
Gotta push the wheel of dharma round [x4]
I've gotta move the wheel of torment [x3]
move that wheel around

Gotta move the wheel of dharma, I've [x3]
round</PRE>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Chemical Wedding from Best Of Bruce by Bruce Dickinson]]></title>
<link>/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/chemical-wedding.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/chemical-wedding.html">Chemical Wedding</a> from album <a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/">Best Of Bruce</a> by <a href="/bruce-dickinson/">Bruce Dickinson</a><BR><PRE>[B. Dickinson / Roy Z.]

How happy is the human soul
Not enslaved by dull control
Left to dream and roam and play
Shed the guilt of former days

Walking on the foggy shore
Watch the waves come rolling home
Through the veil of pale moonlight
My shadow stretches out its hand...

[CHORUS:]
And so we lay
We lay in the same grave
Our chemical wedding day
[x2]

Floating in the endless blue
My seed of doubt I leave to you
Let it wither on the ground
Treat it like a plague you found
All my dreams that were outside
In living colour, now alive

And all the lighthouses
Their beams converge to guide me home...

[REPEAT CHORUS]

[REPEAT CHORUS (x2)]</PRE>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Back From The Edge from Best Of Bruce by Bruce Dickinson]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/back-from-the-edge.html">Back From The Edge</a> from album <a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/">Best Of Bruce</a> by <a href="/bruce-dickinson/">Bruce Dickinson</a><BR><PRE>[B. Dickinson/ A. Dickson]

A silent river flowing black
Strange attractions, no turning back
Present danger I recall
that pins my senses to the wall

Back from the edge where the
darkness has fled and I'm 
swimming in light and I'm
falling, falling from the edge

Back from the edge

I fell from grace and that's a fact
I still have urges I fight back
Cold decisions wear me thin
Kill yourself, begin again

Back from the fear that you're
not worth a damn, throw your-
self into light and the rush as you
spin from the edge

Back from the edge

Now and then I wonder where the faces from my childhood have gone
Like father like son in your bones it lives on glowing shadows

[SOLO]

Back from the edge [repeat to end]</PRE>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Road To Hell from Best Of Bruce by Bruce Dickinson]]></title>
<link>/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/road-to-hell.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/road-to-hell.html">Road To Hell</a> from album <a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/">Best Of Bruce</a> by <a href="/bruce-dickinson/">Bruce Dickinson</a><BR><PRE>[B. Dickinson/ A. Smith]

Slowly bleeding whilst the vortex feeding
like a swirling vulture on your face
Every hour the unseen rays devour
your screaming eyes cry out but they are blind

Father forgive me my sins
give me the nails, I'll hammer them in

[CHORUS:]
The road to hell is full of good intentions
Say farewell, we may never meet again
The road to hell is full of good intentions
Drive the left side highway with no sinister regrets

Brave new world of secret fantasy
that hovers just beyond your bloody grasp
Close enough to thrill the danger of the kill
price for failure of your will

Father forgive me my sins
cause we are the junkies who never can win

[REPEAT CHORUS]

[SOLO]

Father forgive me my sins
give me the nails, I'll hammer them in
Father forgive me my sins
cause we are the junkies who never can win

[REPEAT CHORUS]</PRE>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Book Of Thel (live) from Best Of Bruce by Bruce Dickinson]]></title>
<link>/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/book-of-thel-live.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/book-of-thel-live.html">Book Of Thel (live)</a> from album <a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/">Best Of Bruce</a> by <a href="/bruce-dickinson/">Bruce Dickinson</a><BR><PRE>[B. Dickinson / Roy Z./ E. Casillas]

The mark is on you now
The furnace sealed inside your head
Melting from the inside now
Waxy tears run down your face

The whore that never told her tale
Relives it every night with you
Far off stands the lamb and waits
For the wolf to come and end its life

Stand inside the temple
As the book of Thel is opening
The priestess stands before you
Offering her hand out, she's rising

Come the dawning of the dead
In famine and in war
Now the harlot womb of death
Spits out its rotten core

Serpent on the altar now
Has wrapped itself around your spine
So you look into its mouth
And you kiss the pearly fangs divine

Happy that your end is swift
The weeping virgin cries in bliss
The snake and priestess, they are one
The veil of flesh is ripped undone

Stand inside the temple
As the book of Thel is opening
The priestess stands before you
Offering her hand out, she's rising

Come the dawning of the dead
In famine and in war
Now the harlot womb of death
Spits out its rotten core
By the pricking of my thumbs
Something wicked this way comes
And when sleep takes you tonight
Will you wake to see the light...?

(woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
(woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
(oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
(oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)

The burning sweat of poison tears
The river flowing red with blood
The cradle-robbing hand of death
Caresses every dreaming head

Waiting for the marriage hearse
To take you to the funeral pyre
So you burn the family tree
The generations burning higher

Stand inside the temple
As the book of Thel is opening
The priestess stands before you
Offering her hand out, she's rising

Come the dawning of the dead
In famine and in war
Now the harlot womb of death
Spits out its rotten core
By the pricking of my thumbs
Something wicked this way comes
And when sleep takes you tonight
Will you wake to see the light

By the dawning of the dead...
By the dawning of the dead...
By the dawning of the dead...
By the dawning of the dead...</PRE>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Bring Your Daughter... To The Slaughter from Best Of Bruce by Bruce Dickinson]]></title>
<link>/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/bring-your-daughter-to-the-slaughter.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/bring-your-daughter-to-the-slaughter.html">Bring Your Daughter... To The Slaughter</a> from album <a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/">Best Of Bruce</a> by <a href="/bruce-dickinson/">Bruce Dickinson</a><BR><PRE>[B. Dickinson]
[Soundtrack-The Nightmare on Elm Street pt 5"]

Honey its getting close to midnight
And all the myths are still 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
Let her go

[SOLO]

Bring your daughter, bring your daughter
Bring your daughter, bring your daughter
Bring your daughter, bring your daughter to the slaughter
Bring your daughter, fetch your daughter
Bring your daughter, fetch your daughter
Bring your daughter, fetch your daughter to the slaughter

[REPEAT CHORUS (x2)]

Let her go [x4]</PRE>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Darkness Be My Friend from Best Of Bruce by Bruce Dickinson]]></title>
<link>/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/darkness-be-my-friend.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/darkness-be-my-friend.html">Darkness Be My Friend</a> from album <a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/">Best Of Bruce</a> by <a href="/bruce-dickinson/">Bruce Dickinson</a><BR><PRE>[B. Dickinson]
[Tattooed Millionaire-sessions, 1990]

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</PRE>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Wicker Man from Best Of Bruce by Bruce Dickinson]]></title>
<link>/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/wicker-man.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/wicker-man.html">Wicker Man</a> from album <a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/">Best Of Bruce</a> by <a href="/bruce-dickinson/">Bruce Dickinson</a><BR><PRE>[B. Dickinson/ Roy Z.]
[Accident of Birth-sessions, 1997]

When the dying western sun dips low
And the raincloud rises in the east
Between the lines of truth and the words of faith
Lie the fiery duties of the be priest

Stir the blood of ancient things
Drawing down the moon

From the hill of Tarna see the beltane fires
And the silent Celtic kings await
From the midnight hour to the light of dawn
Feel the mountain tremble and your heart will shake

Stir the memories of the stones 
We are drawing down the moon 
In the circle of the old ways 
Of the wicker man...

Wicker man, wicker man
From the beacon hill, 
cast your fire on this land
Wicker man, wicker man
From the beacon hill, 
throw your ashes in our hands

Let the pendulum go
Let it sway away
Let the chimes ring out
On this solstice day

When the earth renews
When the seed reveals
When we are reborn
Every waking dream

When the earth renews itself
When the seed reveals itself
[x2]

When we are reborn
In every waking dream
Every tree and leaf
Every frozen stream

Wicker man
When the earth renews itself
Wicker man
When the seed reveals itself
Wicker man
When we are reborn
Wicker man
In every waking dream
Wicker man
Every tree and leaf
Wicker man
Every frozen stream
[x2]</PRE>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Real World from Best Of Bruce by Bruce Dickinson]]></title>
<link>/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/real-world.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/real-world.html">Real World</a> from album <a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/">Best Of Bruce</a> by <a href="/bruce-dickinson/">Bruce Dickinson</a><BR><PRE>[B. Dickinson/ Roy Z.]
[The Chemical Wedding-sessions, 1998]

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]</PRE>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Acoustic Song from Best Of Bruce by Bruce Dickinson]]></title>
<link>/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/acoustic-song.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/acoustic-song.html">Acoustic Song</a> from album <a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/">Best Of Bruce</a> by <a href="/bruce-dickinson/">Bruce Dickinson</a><BR><PRE>[B. Dickinson/ Roy Z.]
[The Chemical Wedding-sessions, 1998]

We live and die like all the rest
Every summer has its sunset every year
Love and hope put to the test
Every grain of comfort holds the seed of fear

And I loved you long ago
And I love you still
But the roads that we have travelled took us far apart
Scattered to the four winds
Someday we will find the time to heal

And I loved you long ago

[SOLO]

And the scars that bear my name
are the wounds that never heal
But the road that we have travelled took us far apart
And I love you still

And I loved you long ago</PRE>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[No Way Out... Continued from Best Of Bruce by Bruce Dickinson]]></title>
<link>/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/no-way-out-continued.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/no-way-out-continued.html">No Way Out... Continued</a> from album <a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/">Best Of Bruce</a> by <a href="/bruce-dickinson/">Bruce Dickinson</a><BR><PRE>[B. Dickinson/ J. Crichton/ R. Baker]
[Keith Olsen-sessions, 1993]

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</PRE>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Midnight Jam from Best Of Bruce by Bruce Dickinson]]></title>
<link>/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/midnight-jam.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/midnight-jam.html">Midnight Jam</a> from album <a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/">Best Of Bruce</a> by <a href="/bruce-dickinson/">Bruce Dickinson</a><BR><PRE>[B. Dickinson/ Roy Z./ A. Smith]
[Accident of birth-sessions, 1997]

"Recording all of the above and some of the below"

Love is over like it never began
Flicker of life, the candle in his hand
Watch the fairy tale unfold, unwind
For this prize he traveled in his mind

Who is guilty, who decides 
Who took her life, who gained a prize
Love is cheap, life's a lie
What kind of man would do this to his friend

Hand caressed, squeezed her life away
Slide into the darkness, the end of the day
Swallowed with the black, cover the light
To the fire, to the night

Love is over like it never began
Flicker of life, the candle in his hand
The queen is dying, dying and loved

Watch the fairy tale unfold, unwind, unravel
Now with his prize he'd slide into the forest beyond

You're alone, alone...forever
Alone forever
Alone forever
He's gonna be alone forever
Alone forever</PRE>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Man Of Sorrows from Best Of Bruce by Bruce Dickinson]]></title>
<link>/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/man-of-sorrows.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/man-of-sorrows.html">Man Of Sorrows</a> from album <a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/">Best Of Bruce</a> by <a href="/bruce-dickinson/">Bruce Dickinson</a><BR><PRE>[B. Dickinson]
[Demo, 1992]

Here in a church a small boy in kneeling
He prays to a God he doesn't know, he cannot feel
All of his sins of childhood he will remember
He will not cry, tears he will not cry

[CHORUS:]
Man of sorrows, I won't see your face
Man of sorrows, you left without a trace
His small boy wonders what was it all about
Is your journey over, has it just begun?

A vision of a new world from the ashes of the old
"Do what thou wilt" he screams from his cursed soul
A tortured seer, a prophet of our emptiness
Wondering why, wondering why

[REPEAT CHORUS]

[SOLO]

A man of sorrow's wrecked with thoughts that dare not speak their name
Trapped inside a body made to feel only guilt and shame
His anger all his life, "I hate myself", he cried
"Do what thou wilt, do what thou wilt", he cried

[REPEAT CHORUS (x2)]

Has it just begun?</PRE>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Ballad Of Mutt from Best Of Bruce by Bruce Dickinson]]></title>
<link>/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/ballad-of-mutt.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/ballad-of-mutt.html">Ballad Of Mutt</a> from album <a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/">Best Of Bruce</a> by <a href="/bruce-dickinson/">Bruce Dickinson</a><BR><PRE>[B. Dickinson/ J. Gers]
[Tattooed millionaire-sessions, 1990]

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...</PRE>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Re-entry from Best Of Bruce by Bruce Dickinson]]></title>
<link>/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/re-entry.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/re-entry.html">Re-entry</a> from album <a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/">Best Of Bruce</a> by <a href="/bruce-dickinson/">Bruce Dickinson</a><BR><PRE>[B. Dickinson/ A. Dickson]
[Skunkworks-sessions, 1996]

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!</PRE>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[I'm In A Band With An Italian Drummer from Best Of Bruce by Bruce Dickinson]]></title>
<link>/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/im-in-a-band-with-an-italian-drummer.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/im-in-a-band-with-an-italian-drummer.html">I'm In A Band With An Italian Drummer</a> from album <a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/">Best Of Bruce</a> by <a href="/bruce-dickinson/">Bruce Dickinson</a><BR><PRE>[C. Dale]
[Skunkworks-sessions, 1996]

[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 !!!"

"Dick! Dick! Dick!
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 !!!"</PRE>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Jerusalem (live) from Best Of Bruce by Bruce Dickinson]]></title>
<link>/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/jerusalem-live.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/jerusalem-live.html">Jerusalem (live)</a> from album <a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/">Best Of Bruce</a> by <a href="/bruce-dickinson/">Bruce Dickinson</a><BR><PRE>[B. Dickinson / Roy Z.]

And did those feet in ancient times
Walk upon England's mountains green?
Was the holy lamb of god
On England's pleasant pastures seen?

And did the countenance divine
Shine forth on our clouded hill?
Was Jerusalem built here
In England's green and pleasant land?

Let it rain
Let it rain
Wash the scales from my eyes
Let it rain
Let it rain
Let me see again...

Bring me my bow of burning gold
Bring me my arrows of desire
I shall not sleep till the clouds unfold
Bring me my chariot of fire

Let it rain
Let it rain
Tears of blood fall out of the sky
Let it rain
Let it rain
Wash me clean again...

From the frozen waters
The king will rise again
With two suns in the sky...

I shall not cease from mental flight
Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand
Till we have built Jerusalem
In England's green and pleasant land

Let it rain
Let it rain
Tears of blood fall out of the sky
Let it rain
Let it rain
Wash me clean again...

See the gleaming spires of the citadel
The king and queen will dwell
In our hearts...

Can Jerusalem be rebuilded here
In this trivial time, in this land of fear?
In Jerusalem, where the grail remains
Walk into the light and dissolve the chains

Jerusalem...</PRE>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Dracula from Best Of Bruce by Bruce Dickinson]]></title>
<link>/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/dracula.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/dracula.html">Dracula</a> from album <a href="/bruce-dickinson/best-of-bruce/">Best Of Bruce</a> by <a href="/bruce-dickinson/">Bruce Dickinson</a><BR><PRE>[D. Siviter/ A. Siviter]
[First Shots recording session, 1977]

Waiting for the midnight hour [x6]

[CHORUS:]
My name is 
Dracula, Come here, I've something for you
Dracula, I need a little life
Dracula, And you are gonna be my wife

Walking through the town when the streets are bare in the night
Shadows everywhere, are you sure it's a trick of the light?
Fear is at your heal but you kick it away, 
you're so sure theres nothing behind you
Thats a mistake you can make just one time

I bet you thought that I was a ficticous guy from the movie screen
Now its far too late for you to break this date, you missed your chance to scream
My only sense of humor's in a jugular vein 
and your neck is on the menu tonight
Soon you will know what it's like to be mine

[REPEAT CHORUS]

As long as you live
The Bride of Dracula
[x3]

As long as you live you'll be 
Waiting, waiting for the midnight hour [x8]</PRE>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Mars Within (intro) from Tyranny Of Souls by Bruce Dickinson]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-dickinson/tyranny-of-souls/mars-within-intro.html">Mars Within (intro)</a> from album <a href="/bruce-dickinson/tyranny-of-souls/">Tyranny Of Souls</a> by <a href="/bruce-dickinson/">Bruce Dickinson</a><BR><PRE>Professor Quatermass, where are you [x2]
Mankind returns to the stars
But sometimes the stars return to mankind
Didn't you come this way before, a million years ago?</PRE>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Abduction from Tyranny Of Souls by Bruce Dickinson]]></title>
<link>/bruce-dickinson/tyranny-of-souls/abduction.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-dickinson/tyranny-of-souls/abduction.html">Abduction</a> from album <a href="/bruce-dickinson/tyranny-of-souls/">Tyranny Of Souls</a> by <a href="/bruce-dickinson/">Bruce Dickinson</a><BR><PRE>I wake in sweat
You've come to steal my life away
Some strange electric glow
Of artificial day
The power breakers closed
The grid of darkness falls
Shining gleaming black as night
Burning all the light

Whattya want from me
I sense your mastery
There's something you won't ever find
So have your way with me
This prisoner is never free
Rip me up leave me behind

Are you the truth to sit in judgement on my sins
Evil (laser?) gadgets come to penetrate my skin
The hanging judge is (open?)
And I'm damned before his eyes
Another (gender?) system failed
And many more have tried

[Chorus]

[Solo]

Masterplan moment

And so the story goes
I dreamt this long ago
Highways hidden in the sand
Reveal the troops I know
They took my worthless heart
And spat it through their eyes
Abduction means the end for me
A million years of misery

[Chorus]

So have your way with me
This soldier's lost victory
Rip me up...</PRE>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Soul Intruders from Tyranny Of Souls by Bruce Dickinson]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-dickinson/tyranny-of-souls/soul-intruders.html">Soul Intruders</a> from album <a href="/bruce-dickinson/tyranny-of-souls/">Tyranny Of Souls</a> by <a href="/bruce-dickinson/">Bruce Dickinson</a><BR><PRE>We ride the cosmic streams of time
We are the fools you came to trust
We blind the eyes of history
We tear ourselves down from your cross

Half-lives, we live again
Half-lives, now we are one

We're the Soul Intruders, and the whirling void of night
We're the Soul Intruders, and we're crying for the light
We're the Soul Intruders, with no life of our own
I'm a sole survivor, but who sits on my throne?

Solar winds have taken hold
Blowing us where we do not know
Existence silent and unknown
Father son and viral host

Half-lives, eat but never kill
Half-lives, we live as well

We're the Soul Intruders, and the whirling void of night
We're the Soul Intruders, and we're crying for the light
We're the Soul Intruders, with no life of our own
I'm a sole survivor, but who sits on my throne?

[Solo]

Half-lives, eat but never kill
Hope flies, we live as well

We're the Soul Intruders, and the whirling void of night
We're the Soul Intruders, and we're crying for the light
We're the Soul Intruders, with no life of our own
I'm a sole survivor, but who sits on my throne?</PRE>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Kill Devil Hill from Tyranny Of Souls by Bruce Dickinson]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-dickinson/tyranny-of-souls/kill-devil-hill.html">Kill Devil Hill</a> from album <a href="/bruce-dickinson/tyranny-of-souls/">Tyranny Of Souls</a> by <a href="/bruce-dickinson/">Bruce Dickinson</a><BR><PRE>Blood brothers of angels, now hear us
We earthbound your offspring, don't fear us
God willing, we'll raise up, be near you
So open your arms now and take us

So we're believing our dreams, like the Icarus of old
The plans we made for the bold
In the blue-eyed beyond, there is nowhere to hide,
There's no going back now

As the wind whips over the hillside
Twenty knots over Kill Devil Hill
Steady wind blows over the sand
Twenty knots over Kill Devil Hill
As the breeze whips straight as an arrow
Let her go over Kill Devil Hill
Gasoline and the wind in the wires
Kill Devil Hill and the way to the stars.

We stand on this seashore and wonder
What madness, what secrets we plunder
All failure, we learn from, discovery
The wreckage of heaven lies in the sand
First chances abandoned
With wood string and wire we can barely control our desire
For Destinies arrows....

As the wind whips over the hillside
Twenty knots over Kill Devil Hill
Steady wind blows over the sand
Twenty knots over Kill Devil Hill
As the breeze whips straight as an arrow,
Let her go over Kill Devil Hill
Gasoline and the wind in the wires
Kill Devil Hill and the way to the stars</PRE>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Navigate The Seas Of The Sun from Tyranny Of Souls by Bruce Dickinson]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-dickinson/tyranny-of-souls/navigate-the-seas-of-the-sun.html">Navigate The Seas Of The Sun</a> from album <a href="/bruce-dickinson/tyranny-of-souls/">Tyranny Of Souls</a> by <a href="/bruce-dickinson/">Bruce Dickinson</a><BR><PRE>Distant earthrise long ago
Lingers at the borders of our minds
Mysteries spinning in the dark
In the frozen emptiness of time
We were lost and we never knew
Who we were or what we left behind
Living half-lives we were blind
To the new frontiers that opened up our eyes
To find our minds were spinning
Souls entwined in a spiral dance
The ancient ways have found us
Again to give us one last chance

Living in this place
Staring into space we find
We might share the corners of our lives
Infinity runs deep
Eternity that we can't keep
Melting through the frozen wastes of time

So we go and will not return
To navigate the seas of the sun
Our children will go on and on
To navigate the seas of the sun
So we go and will not return
To navigate the seas of the sun
Our children will go on and on
To navigate the seas of the sun

We can't go on tomorrow
Living death by gravity
Couldn't stand it anymore
We'll sail our ships to distant shores

Purple gold and blue
Living colors every hue
Flowers in the garden of the gods
No one can ever know
If you never saw them grow
This darkness is really full of light

[Solos]

Well beyond the earth,
Beyond all things that gave us birth
We'll Navigate the Seas of the Sun
If God is throwing dice,
And Einstein doesn't mind the chance
We'll Navigate the Seas of the Sun
Infinity runs deep, eternity that we can't keep
We'll Navigate the Seas of the Sun
Flowers of our souls, purple blue and gold we find
To Navigate the Seas of the Sun
So we know who we are, even in this frozen waste
We'll Navigate the Seas of the Sun
Living in this place, staring into space we find
We'll Navigate the Seas of the Sun
Well beyond the earth,
Beyond all things that gave us birth
We'll Navigate the Seas of the Sun
If Einstein's throwing dice,
and God doesn't mind the chance
We'll Navigate the Seas of the Sun
Flowers of our souls, purple blue and gold we find
We'll Navigate the Seas of the Sun
And who we were before -
Eternity that we can't keep
We'll Navigate the Seas of the Sun.</PRE>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[River Of No Return from Tyranny Of Souls by Bruce Dickinson]]></title>
<link>/bruce-dickinson/tyranny-of-souls/river-of-no-return.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-dickinson/tyranny-of-souls/river-of-no-return.html">River Of No Return</a> from album <a href="/bruce-dickinson/tyranny-of-souls/">Tyranny Of Souls</a> by <a href="/bruce-dickinson/">Bruce Dickinson</a><BR><PRE>Break the bread and drink the wine
Seize the chalice suck the poison vine
There is frost in every sunbeam? water flows from the earth to sky
Looking down on every rose nothing moves the wheal of heaven turns
As our fingers leave there trace, we are gods in a world we dared embrace

Now we're lost, you can't disguise, the River of No Return
Now it's gone, you realize, the River of No Return

Growing embers of our ancient lives
We struggle hard we live to turn the tide
Living longer in the astral waste
We stare each other, we look death in the face
All my life in front of you, lonely secrets hidden from your view.
Now we orbit a different sun, for eternity, doomed to tell no one..

Now we're lost, you can't disguise, the River of No Return
Now it's gone, you realize, the River of No Return

[Solo]

Now I'm truly all alone,
Canyon walls and the river of no return
I'm amazed at what I am,
I've never knew the feelings I ignored

Now we're lost, you can't disguise, the River of No Return
Now it's done, you realize, the River of No Return
And the anguish drives me on, I wish I could return
All the love that washed away
Down the River of No Return</PRE>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Power Of The Sun from Tyranny Of Souls by Bruce Dickinson]]></title>
<link>/bruce-dickinson/tyranny-of-souls/power-of-the-sun.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-dickinson/tyranny-of-souls/power-of-the-sun.html">Power Of The Sun</a> from album <a href="/bruce-dickinson/tyranny-of-souls/">Tyranny Of Souls</a> by <a href="/bruce-dickinson/">Bruce Dickinson</a><BR><PRE>Is this a citadel
Is this a prison cell?
Who sits at my right hand now,
Who's watching me now?
Who made us live this way?
When do I get my say
Automation turns us into
Human beings now
Tripping over faces
Humanity has fallen
Huddled into doorways
And the streets at dawn

The power of the sun
Keeps us moving on
Spinning ever faster
The city never sleeps
The echoes of the footfalls
Already in the past

Every dawn arrives
The gathering of the tribes
Shattered waves of people
Breaking over city walls
Never out of touch
But always on your own
Trapped inside the logic
Of your own communication zone

What deals have been done
Who's under the gun
Stay one step ahead
Of the next in line

[Chorus]

The cameras never lie
The ghost of you and I
Already in the past
Inside a picture frame
We'll vanish once again
Now the dawn is coming fast

[Chorus]</PRE>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Devil On A Hog from Tyranny Of Souls by Bruce Dickinson]]></title>
<link>/bruce-dickinson/tyranny-of-souls/devil-on-a-hog.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-dickinson/tyranny-of-souls/devil-on-a-hog.html">Devil On A Hog</a> from album <a href="/bruce-dickinson/tyranny-of-souls/">Tyranny Of Souls</a> by <a href="/bruce-dickinson/">Bruce Dickinson</a><BR><PRE>You wanna know where legends live
At the rainbows end I'll be there
There's a place in Innerspace,
That's where I get to you

I'm not the shy, retiring kind
Like a supernova for the blind
I used to sit at God's right ha,d
but I quit that show to do my one night stands...

Coming outta nowhere I'm a Godhead rider

You won't see my face no more
My machine has left the floor.
Leave my rivals in the dirt
I've seen your world and I got the shirt...
Before I leave and go my way
I've loved it but I couldn't stay
There's nothing left for you to feel
Just remember me

You might see me in Tokyo
To the rings of Saturn, hey let's go...
And you can trip all the lights with me
But your one time chance is never free...

I see you baby once again
Maybe three score years and ten
I'll be driving a different ship
That's when I'll take you down
For your final trip

Coming outta nowhere I'm a godhead rider....
You won't see my face no more
My machine has left the floor
Leave my rivals in the dirt
I've seen your world and I got the shirt...
Before I leave and go my way
I loved it but I couldn't stay
There's nothing left for you to feel
Just remember me....

Coming outta nowhere I'm a Godhead rider...
Coming outta nowhere I'm a Godhead rider...
You won't see my face no more
My machine has left the floor
Leave my rivals in the dirt
I've seen your world and I got the shirt...
Before I leave and go my way
I loved it but I couldn't stay
There's nothing left for you to feel
Just remember me.</PRE>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Believil from Tyranny Of Souls by Bruce Dickinson]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-dickinson/tyranny-of-souls/believil.html">Believil</a> from album <a href="/bruce-dickinson/tyranny-of-souls/">Tyranny Of Souls</a> by <a href="/bruce-dickinson/">Bruce Dickinson</a><BR><PRE>Smoking resting on its grave
The carcass burting where it lies
No more truth
No honest games
The serpent writhes within us all
Lava streams of molten flesh
Into their mountain holes retire
Now sleeping eyes of death awake
Your drug of choice
Truth or lie

I believe
You and me
I believe
Evil
I believe
You will see
I believe
Evil

What does not kill it
Makes it strong
The carcass stares it will not die
It feeds on you
It feeds on me
I know his name
You know mine too

[Chorus x2]</PRE>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[A Tyranny Of Souls from Tyranny Of Souls by Bruce Dickinson]]></title>
<link>/bruce-dickinson/tyranny-of-souls/a-tyranny-of-souls.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-dickinson/tyranny-of-souls/a-tyranny-of-souls.html">A Tyranny Of Souls</a> from album <a href="/bruce-dickinson/tyranny-of-souls/">Tyranny Of Souls</a> by <a href="/bruce-dickinson/">Bruce Dickinson</a><BR><PRE>When shall we three meet again?
In thunder, lightning, or in rain?
When the hurlyburly's done?
When the battle's lost, not won?

A tyranny of souls
That love has lost
A tyranny of souls
A pentecost
Speaking tongues of fire
Enflaming our desires
Watching as we die

Who rips the child out from the womb?
Who raised the dagger, who plays the tune?
At the crack of doom on judgment day
No ocean could wash my sins away

A tyranny of souls
That love has lost
A tyranny of souls
A pentecost
Speaking tongues of fire
Enflaming our desires
Watching as we die
On our own cross
A tyranny of souls

We are the black space
We are the black light
We shine where no others dare

Killin' my head with the neon
Suffering my fate for no reason
No is a relative stranger to my life

Deeds of the Faithful
Seeds of betrayal

Hammer the nail into my hand
Anger is ruler in my land
I am the killer of weakness in my head

We are the black light
We are the black space

A tyranny of souls
That love has lost
A tyranny of souls
A pentecost
Speaking tongues of fire
Enflaming our desires
Watching as we die
On our own cross
A tyranny of souls

A tyranny of souls
That love has lost
A tyranny of souls
A pentecost
Speaking tongues of fire
Enflaming our desires
Watching as we die</PRE>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[A Night On The Town from A Night On The Town by Bruce Hornsby]]></title>
<link>/bruce-hornsby/a-night-on-the-town/a-night-on-the-town.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-hornsby/a-night-on-the-town/a-night-on-the-town.html">A Night On The Town</a> from album <a href="/bruce-hornsby/a-night-on-the-town/">A Night On The Town</a> by <a href="/bruce-hornsby/">Bruce Hornsby</a><BR><PRE>B. r. hornsby/john hornsby

Van and willie went out one night
Once they get out on the road
Well then everything is alright
Had to get away from the kids and the wives
Well they ran into some city boys that didn't walk just right
And the line was drawn for another showdown
Like they'd always seen it done
And when the lights came up on the little woods town
Ther was an old man bailing out a son

Going out for a night on the town
Going out to the smoke and trees
Going out for a night on the town
Going out for a look and see
Said do what your daddy told you
Well i just went out and did that
Van and willie went out one night

There's a green table down at the midway
Where they rack up the balls for the games
And reputations are made
There's a green forest full of oaks and pines
Where they cleared a cleared a space in the middle
Where secret scores are settled
And the claim was made round the table that night
And they rode off through the trees
And the young boys tell how the city boys tried
And how one man fell to his knees

Going out for a night on the town
Going out to the smoke and trees
Going out for a night on the town
Going out for a look and see
Said what made you go and do that
Well we were just having a little fun
Van and willie went out one night

And the line was drawn for another showdown
Like they'd always seen and done
And one mans night for a drunken old time
Left a scar on on another one

Going out for a night on the town
Going out to the smoke and trees
Going out for a night on the town
Going out for a look and see
Said do what your daddy told you
Well i just went out and did that
Van and willie went out one night
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<title><![CDATA[Carry The Water from A Night On The Town by Bruce Hornsby]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-hornsby/a-night-on-the-town/carry-the-water.html">Carry The Water</a> from album <a href="/bruce-hornsby/a-night-on-the-town/">A Night On The Town</a> by <a href="/bruce-hornsby/">Bruce Hornsby</a><BR><PRE>B. r. hornsby

Some live life with eyes that don't see
They look away at the time of your greatest need
Some talk, some'll just do, some turn their back
Turn around and just walk away i know i've done that
Lonely days and lonely nights
Easy to be cynical never put yourself on the line
I'd like to reach out well why don't i
Take the load up off your back i'd like to try

Let me carry your water
Let me carry the weight
I will bear your burden
Let me carry the load

Working hard sweating all day in the long hot sun
Feel alone with the heavy load you're not the only one
Bossman say time to jump we say how high
If you need a hand getting off your feet baby i'll try

I want to cover you the the sea on the sand
Easy to be cynical never take a stand
Easy for me not to give a damn
I'll ask you to call for me and i'll give you a hand

Let me carry your water
Let me carry the load
I will shoulder your burden
Let me carry the load

Lonely nights and lonely days
You wait for someone to come along and sweep you away
I'll put myself out there it just might feel good
I don't always do that but i think i should
</PRE>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Fire On The Cross from A Night On The Town by Bruce Hornsby]]></title>
<link>/bruce-hornsby/a-night-on-the-town/fire-on-the-cross.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-hornsby/a-night-on-the-town/fire-on-the-cross.html">Fire On The Cross</a> from album <a href="/bruce-hornsby/a-night-on-the-town/">A Night On The Town</a> by <a href="/bruce-hornsby/">Bruce Hornsby</a><BR><PRE>B. r. hornsby/john hornsby

They're looking for some hired guns on the texas border
To shoot 'em all down if they try to cross over the water
And they've got their old white hoods and the same old orders
To keep the dark sons away from their daughters
The nights they came on horses
Are long gone with the wind
Now they're passing out the torches
And they're coming back again

There's a shotgun blast
There's a secret sign
It's not a candle burning and it's not a sunday night
There's a fire on the cross
There's a fire on the cross tonight

There wasn't any sound but it felt like sudden thunder
Two boards nailed together and burning bright
He was walking by the window when he saw it
Now he wonders
Just what he's got to do to make him see
He just want to be brothers
The nights they came on horses
Are long gone with the wind
Now they're passing out the torches
And they're coming back again

There's a shotgun blast
There's a secret sign
It's not a candle burning and it's not a sunday night
There's a fire on the cross
There's a fire on the cross tonight
</PRE>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Barren Ground from A Night On The Town by Bruce Hornsby]]></title>
<link>/bruce-hornsby/a-night-on-the-town/barren-ground.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-hornsby/a-night-on-the-town/barren-ground.html">Barren Ground</a> from album <a href="/bruce-hornsby/a-night-on-the-town/">A Night On The Town</a> by <a href="/bruce-hornsby/">Bruce Hornsby</a><BR><PRE>B. r. hornsby/john hornsby

There were people living in a green valley
Found a way to make a lot of money
Made the green turn gradually gray
They figured they could do whatever they wanted
Everything would be alright
But scars don't always heal away
And the sons and the daughters got diamonds and gold
But they were given a land where
Strong roots never take hold

Good seed don't grow
On the barren ground
Good things don't come along
As you just sit dreaming on
Good seed don't grow
On the barren ground
Say everything fades away
There you are still around
What'll you do where will you go

Ther was a ship along the coast
Carrying a load of black money
In the sound near the northern lights
When the ship set sail
The crew looked for guidance
In the bottom of an empty glass
Then the captain said &quot;pour me another rye&quot;
Then the water turned black as that cold winter's night

Good seed don't grow
On the barren ground
Good things don't come along
As you just sit dreaming on
Good seed don't grow
On the barren ground
Say everything fades away
There you are still around
What'll you do where will you go
</PRE>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Across The River from A Night On The Town by Bruce Hornsby]]></title>
<link>/bruce-hornsby/a-night-on-the-town/across-the-river.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-hornsby/a-night-on-the-town/across-the-river.html">Across The River</a> from album <a href="/bruce-hornsby/a-night-on-the-town/">A Night On The Town</a> by <a href="/bruce-hornsby/">Bruce Hornsby</a><BR><PRE>B. r. hornsby/john hornsby

She moved back around here thirty-five weeks ago today
Oh down the lane
At night she walks on the banks and remembers how she
Dreamed of rowing away
And how she left one day
She left with a driven look in her eyes
Came back around with it still inside
They said give it some time and you'll forget about it too
We know they always do
Well i know

Some fine day
You will find your way across the river
Row down slow
There's a long way to go
Across the river

She was proud and so strong
And she tried not to listen to idle talk
Downtown where she walked
They sit around and they say
That she came back with her tail between her legs
Like they always said she would

Well i hear it's better on the other side
They say you'll never do it so don't even try
Well you may be beaten downwith your closed mind
But don't try and make it mine
Well i know

Some fine day
You will find your way across the river
Row down slow
There's a long way to go
Across the river

&quot;your wild days are through&quot; is what they said
I dreamed she came, when i was down and
I walked where she led

Standing on the shore
She looks to the west with a look of longing
To where the grass seems greener
There's a hard and distant prize
It probably won't happen but i think i'll try
Well even if it doesn't happen for me
It still beats hanging around here
Well i know

Some fine day
You will find your way across the river
Row down slow
There's a long way to go
Across the river
</PRE>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Stranded On Easy Street from A Night On The Town by Bruce Hornsby]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-hornsby/a-night-on-the-town/stranded-on-easy-street.html">Stranded On Easy Street</a> from album <a href="/bruce-hornsby/a-night-on-the-town/">A Night On The Town</a> by <a href="/bruce-hornsby/">Bruce Hornsby</a><BR><PRE>B. r. hornsby/john hornsby

Well she was so fine
On the first impression
I was taken, taken in by the view
With eyes so soft
And a face so smooth
I found her selling in a fashion booth
All that i said was &quot;do you sell suits?&quot;
She said you're a scream and your accent's so cute
Her mother had to meet me, it all sounded funny
But then my friends told me well the girls got money

It's alright, it's okay
Hey don't you worry about a thing
You're the king today but there's a price you may pay
If you take your seat in the royal suite
You might get stranded on easy street

Well she said she was
A good time girl
Laughing laughing a bit too loud
Such a face
The specialist creates
She gets the benefit of the doubt
I know that she wanted more than i could give
But i just had to see how the other half lived
She showed me her friends, she showed me her throne
I didn't sell my soul i just took out a loan

It's alright, it's okay
Hey don't you worry about a thing
You're the king today but there's a price you may pay
If you take your seat in the royal suite
You might get stranded on easy street

She runs to her mother the social x-ray star
She put me at the wheel of her father's new car
She loved how her touch made me want to drive farther
She loved how her money meant she'd tell me how far

It's alright, it's okay
Hey don't you worry about a thing
You're the king today but there's a price you may pay
If you take your seat in the royal suite
You might get stranded on easy street
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<title><![CDATA[Stander On The Mountain from A Night On The Town by Bruce Hornsby]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-hornsby/a-night-on-the-town/stander-on-the-mountain.html">Stander On The Mountain</a> from album <a href="/bruce-hornsby/a-night-on-the-town/">A Night On The Town</a> by <a href="/bruce-hornsby/">Bruce Hornsby</a><BR><PRE>B. r. hornsby

And he stands at the banquet room bar
Looking over the crowd
The reunion band playing too loud
And he sees his fellow old star
Looks him up and down
Sees a little of himself in his frown

The stander on the mountain
Looking for the fountain to drink some, to think some
About the old days
King of the mountain
Nothing could be found of the old ways, the old days
When he was the one
And the stander on the mountain runs

Let us sit and talk of old times
That's what we're supposed to do
And you don't look a day over thirty-two
Yes we were so funny and wild
There's an old friend of mine
Says i'm looking back most all the time

And the stander on the mountain
Listens to the sound of the city streets, the lonely heat
The town he once owned
King of the mountain
Nothing could be found of the old ways, the old days
When he was the one
And the stander on the mountain runs
King of the hill runs away

Oh she's knocking on your door tonight
Oh she wants to see if she remembers right
Say won't you come outside tonight
Alright
They drive to the lookout on the hill

And when it was over
They sat there and looked back
Tomorrow was way in the distance
Tomorrow was a long time away
Nobody thought much about it
And there's nothing wrong if we live for today

I recall when you filled it on up
And you bowed to the crowd
The girls in the short skirts screaming loud

The stander on the mountain
Looking for the fountain to drink some, to think some
About the old days
Big man around town
Nothing could be found of the old ways, the old days
When he was the one
And the stander on the mountain runs
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<title><![CDATA[Lost Soul from A Night On The Town by Bruce Hornsby]]></title>
<link>/bruce-hornsby/a-night-on-the-town/lost-soul.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-hornsby/a-night-on-the-town/lost-soul.html">Lost Soul</a> from album <a href="/bruce-hornsby/a-night-on-the-town/">A Night On The Town</a> by <a href="/bruce-hornsby/">Bruce Hornsby</a><BR><PRE>B. r. hornsby

There was a man of confused and sad nature
Thought no one loved him that was not true
He said he was a lost soul didn't fit in anywhere
Didn't know where to turn or who to turn to

There's a lost soul coming down the road
Somewhere between two worlds
With an oar in his hands and a song on your lips
We'll row the boat to the far shore
Row the boat of the loved lost soul

Ever since oh i can remember
We all tried to ease the pain
Took him in when he needed some shelter
Tried to make him feel he was one of us again
There was one day oh i can remember
He sat alone with a pencil in his hand
All day long he drew careful on the paper
In the end just a picture of a man

Of the lost soul coming down the road
Somewhere between two worlds
With an oar in his hands and a song on your lips
We'll row the boat to the far shore
Row the boat of love lost soul

Oh dear mary do you remember
The day we went walking downtown
As i recall it was in early december
After school had just let out
When i see you on the street in the twilight
I may tip my hat and keep my head down
You show me love but maybe i don't deserve it
I've been called but not been found

There's a lost soul coming down the road
Somewhere between two worlds
With an oar in his hands and a song on your lips
We'll row the boat to the far shore
Row the boat of the loved lost soul
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<title><![CDATA[Another Day from A Night On The Town by Bruce Hornsby]]></title>
<link>/bruce-hornsby/a-night-on-the-town/another-day.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-hornsby/a-night-on-the-town/another-day.html">Another Day</a> from album <a href="/bruce-hornsby/a-night-on-the-town/">A Night On The Town</a> by <a href="/bruce-hornsby/">Bruce Hornsby</a><BR><PRE>B. r. hornsby

Woke up this morning looking at the screen
There's a couple of men talking
I'm not sure what they mean
There's a conversation many men running wild
We learn about the world while they're fighting in the aisles

Here we go
What do you say, what do you know
You've got your life and you watch it away
It's just another day in this old town
So get down

Home shopping channel's got us by the eyes
Scrambling to the phones ordering porcelain flies
Talk to the women talk to the wives
Everybody's buying important things for their lives

Here we go
What do you say, what do you know
You've got your life and you watch it away
It's just another day in this old town
So get down

He's a high performance engine with jesus as the fuel
Old father's handing out forty acres and a mule
Preaching the word of prosperity
Make a little more money they might just put you on t.v.

Here we go
What do you say, what do you know
You've got your life and you watch it away
Ain't no big thing it's just another day
Ain't no big thing so let it ring
Let it ring george

Turn off the lights honey then turn off the set
Life around here don't make a lot of damn sense
As i closed my eyes i saw in my mind
Somebody selling me a nickle for a dime

Here we go
What do you say, what do you know
You've got your life and you watch it away
It's just another day in this old town
So get down, ain't no big thing so let it ring
In this old town so get down
It's another day so go ahead
Go ahead
Everybody go
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<title><![CDATA[Special Night from A Night On The Town by Bruce Hornsby]]></title>
<link>/bruce-hornsby/a-night-on-the-town/special-night.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-hornsby/a-night-on-the-town/special-night.html">Special Night</a> from album <a href="/bruce-hornsby/a-night-on-the-town/">A Night On The Town</a> by <a href="/bruce-hornsby/">Bruce Hornsby</a><BR><PRE>B. r. hornsby

Riding in the early evening i'd say
I know of a certain tree
I always asked if you wanted to go
You'd just sit there silently
Now you say come on let's go
You know where you want to be
As i watch you tan in the waters so brown
Desire gets the best of modesty
Walk me down the side of the water
Lay your weary head on me
Lay your clothes up on the table
Wrap your worries round the red cedar tree

It's a special night
Looks like a special night
There'll be some changes made on the water tonight
Go in a boy and come out a man

Looking out at the water
You say &quot;what do you think?&quot;
Indecision in my face and arms
You say you either swim or you sink
Sliding off sliding on down
Wetness in the evening mist
No ride in the countryside
Ever compared to this
Walk me down the side of the water
Lay your weary head on me
Lay your clothes up on the table
Wrap your worries round the red cedar tree

It's a special night
Looks like a special night
There'll be some changes made on the water tonight
Go in a boy and come out a man
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<title><![CDATA[These Arms Of Mine from A Night On The Town by Bruce Hornsby]]></title>
<link>/bruce-hornsby/a-night-on-the-town/these-arms-of-mine.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-hornsby/a-night-on-the-town/these-arms-of-mine.html">These Arms Of Mine</a> from album <a href="/bruce-hornsby/a-night-on-the-town/">A Night On The Town</a> by <a href="/bruce-hornsby/">Bruce Hornsby</a><BR><PRE>B. r. hornsby

Well i'm walking on the floor
Hanging right round the door
Hoping you will come through
Wanting you to, sweat on my brow
I'm no saint
Nothing left but a bad excuse
The heat makes you do things
You might just not do
In your right mind
But you'll do what you do
You can be sure i'll be there

It's gonna take these arms of mine
All that they've got to hold onto you
All that i know is these arms of mine
Are willing to try to keep hold of you
Gonna take a whole, whole, whole lot
A whole, whole, whole lot

Well i'm walking the line
Between wrong and right
I could go either way
But now you don't want me to stay
You're so tired of waiting
Well i'm no saint
Tried to have my cake and eat it too
But nobody does what you do
Now another wins and i lose
I might deserve to
Now you'll do what you do
Might be too late but i'll tell you

It's gonna take these arms of mine
All that they've got to hold onto you
All that i know is these arms of mine
Are willing to try to keep hold of you
Gonna hold, hold, hold on
Hold, hold, hold on
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<title><![CDATA[Superman from Superman by Brown Boys]]></title>
<link>/brown-boys/superman/superman.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/brown-boys/superman/superman.html">Superman</a> from album <a href="/brown-boys/superman/">Superman</a> by <a href="/brown-boys/">Brown Boys</a><BR><PRE>See hes like your kryptonite I came to give you that strength so you can leave him behind
Plus he dont treat you right he keeps you crying all night
Forget about your ex he dont know what love is he just failed the test
Come fly with me baby yea im the one with the S on my chest
Im gonna love you wen no ones left
Til' my very last breath
Until the day of my death
Im gonna love you until i die
Just close your eyes lets start to fly
I promise I'll  be there everyday
Just take my hand lets fly away
I can be your superman
(chorus) I can love you like no one can
You can start all over jus press rewind cuz he dont understand that your one of a kind
So sweet so sexy and just so fine i will fight til my death just to make you mine
I will never neglect you never have time to stress you and always respect you
Girl Your like a hidden treasure and I promise to love you from now until forever

Chorus

Im the type of guy that will stand by your side to wipe them tears when they fall from your eyes
Im the one you hold when your nites are cold the one that stays near to fight away your fears
You aint got to be scared see i put an end to your ex no more beating you up or pulling your hair
See I came to save the day a man like that shouldnt treat you that way
And i dont understand whyd you take that route?
Look at yourself your beautiful inside and out you need to drop that zero (uhh)
Let me swoop you off your feet cuz i can be your superhero
Do you follow my lead I guarantee you baby Im all that you need
See you can your change plans all you gotta do is call on me and i can be your superman


Girl
Will you be by my side for the rest of my life? for the rest of my life..
Will you love me until i die?

Chorus

Girl
Til no ones left
Til no ones left
Til no ones left
Ill love you
Ill looove yooouuu
My superman Ill love you



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<title><![CDATA[Darkside Of Aquarius from Accident Of Birth by Bruce Dickinson]]></title>
<link>/bruce-dickinson/accident-of-birth/darkside-of-aquarius.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-dickinson/accident-of-birth/darkside-of-aquarius.html">Darkside Of Aquarius</a> from album <a href="/bruce-dickinson/accident-of-birth/">Accident Of Birth</a> by <a href="/bruce-dickinson/">Bruce Dickinson</a><BR><PRE>The first hellrider came
On wings of plenty in the dark
Poured out his poison
And he blew away his mark
The fascist from the east is coming
Mothers, hide your sons

The second hellrider came
From flaming seas and molten sands
Pipers playing Hell's commands
Poured out his poison
With his promises of promised lands
Blackened tongues of lying leaders

Here come the riders
As the wheel of Dharma's running out of time
Here come the riders
As the wheel of Dharma's running out of time

The third hellrider came
Teaching brothers to kill brother men
And the fourth hellrider waits
On an acid trip for an acid world
Wars of old religious fools and superstitious men
Throw some scary Tarot cards and...

Here come the riders
As the wheel of Dharma's running out of time
Here come the riders
As the revolution's stepping into line
The dark side of Aquarius
Has robbed us of our souls and minds
Here come the riders
As the wheel of Dharma's running out of time

From the starlit sky, on a silver sea
A lonely silver surfer comes to push the wheel for me
A lonely silver surfer comes to push the wheel for me

Gotta move, gotta move
Gotta move that wheel right 'round
Gotta move, gotta move
Gotta move that wheel right 'round
Gotta move, gotta move
Gotta move that wheel around

Gotta push the wheel of Dharma 'round
Push the wheel of Dharma 'round
Push the wheel of Dharma 'round
Push the wheel right 'round, right now (yeah)

I've gotta move the wheel of Dharma
Gotta move the wheel of Dharma
Gotta move the wheel of Dharma
Move that wheel right around

Gotta move the wheel of Dharma
Gotta move the wheel of Dharma now
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<title><![CDATA[Shoot All The Clowns from Balls To Picasso by Bruce Dickinson]]></title>
<link>/bruce-dickinson/balls-to-picasso/shoot-all-the-clowns.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-dickinson/balls-to-picasso/shoot-all-the-clowns.html">Shoot All The Clowns</a> from album <a href="/bruce-dickinson/balls-to-picasso/">Balls To Picasso</a> by <a href="/bruce-dickinson/">Bruce Dickinson</a><BR><PRE>Shoot, shoot
Shoot all the clowns
Shoot, shoot
Shoot all the clowns
(shoot, shoot)

I've been down at the crazy house
I've been playing with the cat and the mouse
I've been down, I've been down
I've seen the crazy people running around

Shoot all the clowns
Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down
Shoot all the clowns
Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down

Welcome to the circus where I fool around
I've got the killer smile, I'm a killer clown
Cover up your face - you've been found out
You laugh when there's nothing to smile about

Shoot all the clowns
Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down
Shoot all the clowns
Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down

Shoot, shoot
Shoot all the clowns
Shoot, shoot
Shoot all the clowns
(shoot, shoot)

[Rapped:]
Wanna gimme money? Well you better get ready
I'm a certified friend of John Paul Getty
I'm a fat stargazer, I'm an all-night raver
I'm an anything-you-wanna-be, if I can get your sympathy
Welcome to the circus, I'm a killer clown
Welcome to the circus, hey, gather 'round
2 sides to life, 2 sides to fun
The one who does it and the one that gets done

Shoot all the clowns
Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down
Shoot all the clowns
Shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down, shoot 'em down

Shoot, shoot
Shoot all the clowns
Shoot, shoot
Shoot all the clowns
(shoot, shoot)

Shoot, shoot
Shoot all the clowns
(shoot, shoot)
Shoot, shoot
Shoot all the clowns

Shoot, shoot
(shoot, shoot, shoot)
Shoot all the clowns
(Gotta shoot, shoot down, down, down, down)
Shoot, shoot
(down, down, down, down)
Shoot all the clowns
(down, down, down)
Shoot, shoot
(down, down, down)
Shoot all the clowns

Shoot, shoot
Shoot all the clowns
(shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot)
Shoot, shoot
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<title><![CDATA[Meltdown from Skunkworks by Bruce Dickinson]]></title>
<link>/bruce-dickinson/skunkworks/meltdown.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-dickinson/skunkworks/meltdown.html">Meltdown</a> from album <a href="/bruce-dickinson/skunkworks/">Skunkworks</a> by <a href="/bruce-dickinson/">Bruce Dickinson</a><BR><PRE>Hey, you wait - cringing in the dark
You create what you always fear
A puppet of hatred, dishing out poison
You use me for bait (bait) - your begging bowl of lies
Chain letters of sniveling compromise

I can smell the difference
Your truth and your fiction
You and your twisted convictions

Were you my friend when I belonged?
Were you my friend when I was strong?
Were you my friend when I was weak?
Were you my friend when I was crawling, calling...
Out of my head?

Cold, like your blood
The snake is always cool (cool)
When things get tough
You slither on the ground
You cover up your tracks when I'm around
(laughs)
(yeah)
It's over now, my friend
Your dog has had its day
It's payback time for what you had to say

You're stuck with the life you made
Stuck with the plans you made
Stuck with everything you are

Were you my friend when I belonged?
Were you my friend when I was strong?
Were you my friend when I was weak?
Were you my friend when I was crawling, calling...
Out of my head?

Everything's gonna happen now
Everything's gonna happen now
Everything's gonna happen now
Everything's gonna happen right now

Were you my friend when I belonged?
Were you my friend when I was strong?
Were you my friend when I was weak?
Were you my friend when I was crawling, calling...
Out of my head?

Crawling (crawling), calling (calling)
Out of my head (head)
Crawling (crawling), calling (calling)
Out of my head
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<title><![CDATA[Lickin' The Gun from Tattooed Millionaire by Bruce Dickinson]]></title>
<link>/bruce-dickinson/tattooed-millionaire/lickin-the-gun.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-dickinson/tattooed-millionaire/lickin-the-gun.html">Lickin' The Gun</a> from album <a href="/bruce-dickinson/tattooed-millionaire/">Tattooed Millionaire</a> by <a href="/bruce-dickinson/">Bruce Dickinson</a><BR><PRE>'Eat lead, you scum-sucking...'
'Lickin' the gun...yeah'

Lickin' the gun, lickin' the hand that feeds you
Lickin' the gun, finger lickin' fun
Lickin' the gun, lickin' the hand that feeds you
Lickin' the gun, finger lickin' fun

Senator husband goin' for broke
Gotta prove I'm not a joke
We smoked the stuff in '69
('Mmm, nice...')
Now it's different - it's a crime
Kids today don't understand
Kids today need a guiding hand
Sticker, if it rhymes with 'truck'
When the lawsuits fly, guess I'll duck

(shhah)
Lickin' the gun, lickin' the hand that feeds you
Lickin' the gun, finger lickin' fun
Lickin' the gun, lickin' the hand that feeds you
Lickin' the gun, finger lickin' fun

Watch religion come and go
Watch corruption on their shows
Buy your silence, money for blood
Out of the ark and into the flood
Crazy men with Russian guns
My words never killed anyone
Kissing babies, lickin' the gun
Ain't political, nah - having fun

Lickin' the gun, lickin' the hand that feeds you
Lickin' the gun, finger lickin' fun
Lickin' the gun, lickin' the hand that feeds you
Lickin' the gun, finger lickin' fun

Oh, yeah, yeah, lick it
('Mmm, nice...')
(yeah)
(shhah)
Lick it
(yeah)
(shhah)
(yeah)
Oooh, h-hey, lick it
(shhah)
(shhah)

Eat it up, lay down and die
They'll shoot you up, and they don't know why
They're doing a job, and they enjoy it, too
They're protecting us from me and you
We smoked the stuff in '69
('Just having fun...')
Now it's different - it's a crime
I don't care to wait and see
If I'm cool enough to make history

Lickin' the gun, lickin' the hand that feeds you
('Lickin' the gun...yeah')
Lickin' the gun, finger lickin' fun
Lickin' the gun, lickin' the hand that feeds you
Lickin' the gun, finger lickin' fun

Lickin' the gun, lickin' the hand that feeds you
Lickin' the gun, finger lickin' fun
Lickin' the gun, lickin' the hand that feeds you
Lickin' the gun, finger lickin' fun

Oooh, yeah, yeah
('Lickin' the gun...yeah')
Lick that gun, lick that, lick that
Lick that gun, yeah
(shhah)
Oooh, yeah, yeah
('Lick it...')
Lick that gun
('Lick it...')
Gonna lick it, oh, lick it, oh
Lick that gun
(yeah)
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<title><![CDATA[Son Of A Gun from Tattooed Millionaire by Bruce Dickinson]]></title>
<link>/bruce-dickinson/tattooed-millionaire/son-of-a-gun.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-dickinson/tattooed-millionaire/son-of-a-gun.html">Son Of A Gun</a> from album <a href="/bruce-dickinson/tattooed-millionaire/">Tattooed Millionaire</a> by <a href="/bruce-dickinson/">Bruce Dickinson</a><BR><PRE>Holy was the preacher.
Riding on his rig of steel in the rising sun.
This was no grim reaper.
But a man with a smile who took a pride in a job well done.
Ohh in a blood red sunrise.
He's preaching conversion as you lay down and die.

Just a god given holy roller.
In a god forsaken land.
He didn't choose this killing ground.
He didn't want this scrap of land.
You've got to scorch the earth, yeah.
and make the rivers run dry.
Untill we learn to hate like him.
Kill for killin'. Live to die.

[CHORUS:]

Ride on you son of a gun. Ride on. Ride into the setting sun.

You've gotta be a hero, for one last time.
To prove through your destruction.
That killing is a great way of life.
There's a wooden cross somewhere.
Where they'll bury you down deep.
You lie to your people, You lie to yourself.
Your in love with death babe.
You've got no shame.

[CHORUS]

The preacher laughed. The preacher cried.
He loaded bullets as he smiled.
Congregation sat and wondered.
Would they live or would they die.
Just an ordinary man, with his orders and his plans.
In the shadows of a cross.
Oh in a blood red sunrise.
Take me to jesus, with judas my guide.

[CHORUS]

Ride on your bleeding heart.
Ride on you play no part.
Ride on you feel no pity.
Ride on you feel no pain.
Ride into history.</PRE>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Tattooed Millionaire from Tattooed Millionaire by Bruce Dickinson]]></title>
<link>/bruce-dickinson/tattooed-millionaire/tattooed-millionaire.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-dickinson/tattooed-millionaire/tattooed-millionaire.html">Tattooed Millionaire</a> from album <a href="/bruce-dickinson/tattooed-millionaire/">Tattooed Millionaire</a> by <a href="/bruce-dickinson/">Bruce Dickinson</a><BR><PRE>Tattooed boys with expensive toys.
Living in a bubble of sin.
Money can buy you most of anything.
Fix your nose or the mess your in.
Front page news you can share your views.
With a population that wants to be like you.
Out on the strip. Out on the tiles.
Same old greed behind the PR smiles.

You and all your entourage. To me your all the same.
You and all your entourage. Playing foolish games.

[CHORUS:]

I don't want your big city shining.
I don't want your silver lining.
I don't wanna be a tattooed millionaire.

He's got a wife, she ain't no brain child.
EX mud queen of Miami.
In his stretch cadillac, he keeps her in the back.
With his CD player and his bottle of Jack.
LA dude. LA Attitude. Laid back, selfish and getting fat.
Body gaurds, Porn Stars, Gold credit cards.
Using each other. Running for cover.

[CHORUS.]</PRE>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Born In '58 from Tattooed Millionaire by Bruce Dickinson]]></title>
<link>/bruce-dickinson/tattooed-millionaire/born-in-58.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-dickinson/tattooed-millionaire/born-in-58.html">Born In '58</a> from album <a href="/bruce-dickinson/tattooed-millionaire/">Tattooed Millionaire</a> by <a href="/bruce-dickinson/">Bruce Dickinson</a><BR><PRE>Born in a mining town in '58.
When black and white TV was up to date.
And men where still around.
Who fought for freedom. Stood their ground and died.
That I could be alive and see the damage,
that we've managed since.
In this septred isle. Is nothing sacred.
Just a one square mile.

[CHORUS:]

Justice and Liberty. You can buy what you don't get free.
In a world of steel and glass. We bury our past.

On and On. We slept till dawn. When we awoke, we hardly spoke.

My grandfather taught me how to fight.
Old fashioned stuff like wrong and right.
But all around I see his morals buried in a mess
Of money troubles, Born in a mining town in '58.
When black and white TV was up to date.
And men where still around.
Who fought for freedom, stood their ground and died.

[CHORUS.]

On and On. We slept till dawn.
When we awoke, it was, all the same.</PRE>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Hell On Wheels from Tattooed Millionaire by Bruce Dickinson]]></title>
<link>/bruce-dickinson/tattooed-millionaire/hell-on-wheels.html</link>
<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-dickinson/tattooed-millionaire/hell-on-wheels.html">Hell On Wheels</a> from album <a href="/bruce-dickinson/tattooed-millionaire/">Tattooed Millionaire</a> by <a href="/bruce-dickinson/">Bruce Dickinson</a><BR><PRE>Devil's driving down the track.
Hell on wheels and it won't turn back.
Engine racing down a one way street.
Speed wheel chasing in a red line heat.
Into the blackness. Into the night.
Out of the tunnel. Into the light.
Red for danger. That's just for show.
Climb aboard. Come as you go.

[CHORUS:]

Hard to steer when the devil's driving.
Helens wheels and the brake's won't hold.
Hard to steer when the devil's driving.
Hell on wheels and the brake's won't hold.

Too smart to come she just arrived.
Only gave her one but she's using five.
Minutes of time in the usual place.
If I was strapped in you could sit on my place. (face)
The door's were locked. The windows sealed.
Hitting me with the jack was the devil's deal.
Blue light flashing as the lipstick smudge.
Diving for cover in a tunnel of glove.

[CHORUS.]

Something's driving me. I don't know where.
Something down in my cellar somewhere.
Noone waiting for me down the line.
Noone waiting for me this time.

[CHORUS:]

Knuckle Down, Stick Shift, Take it slow.
Easy come means easy go.
Lay off the gas, make it last.
Cuz under my hood she's blowin' fast.
Into the blackness. Into the night.
Out of the tunnel. Into the light.
Red for danger thats just for show.
Climb aboard. Come as you go.

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<title><![CDATA[Gypsy Road from Tattooed Millionaire by Bruce Dickinson]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-dickinson/tattooed-millionaire/gypsy-road.html">Gypsy Road</a> from album <a href="/bruce-dickinson/tattooed-millionaire/">Tattooed Millionaire</a> by <a href="/bruce-dickinson/">Bruce Dickinson</a><BR><PRE>Living in the city can be a cold and lonely place to be.
Living in the shadows where there is no sun there is no breeze.
Drinking stale water, having to pay for the privelage.
Talk about your freedom. I'll take you where I think it is.

[CHORUS:]

Gypsy road. Is the highway that I run to.
Gypsy road. Welcome to your dreams.
Oh oh oh, Gypsy road.

Living by my own rules. A rebel yell and a rebel creed.
Keep your life simple. Try not to take what you don't need.
Think about your freedom. Dream a little every day.
Suddenly you'll find yourself there.
Follow me. Walk this way.

[CHORUS.]

I'll find my dreams. You find yours too.</PRE>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Dive! Dive! Dive! from Tattooed Millionaire by Bruce Dickinson]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-dickinson/tattooed-millionaire/dive-dive-dive.html">Dive! Dive! Dive!</a> from album <a href="/bruce-dickinson/tattooed-millionaire/">Tattooed Millionaire</a> by <a href="/bruce-dickinson/">Bruce Dickinson</a><BR><PRE>Put and opening shot. Across your bows.
Got tunnel vision. Pull the sheets in now.
Let'em flap. Let'em rip.
This man of war gonna sink your ship.
Gonna blow you midships.
Gonna dive tonight.
There's no release when your deep down inside.

Davey Jones gonna keep your bones.
No monkey buisness. Now your on your own.
Turn your stern and cover me.
We're rolling swell. Just an old sea dog like me.
Gonna blow you midships.
Gonna dive tonight.
There's no release till your deep down inside.

[CHORUS:]

Dive! Dive! Dive!
Dive! Dive! Dive!
Dive! Dive! Dive!
No muff too tuff.
We dive at five.

Seamen Staines is down below.
Torpedoes loaded. He's ready to go.
Wait to discharge. Waiting to release.
I see where the bones came up from below.
Gonna blow you midships.
Gonna dive tonight.
There's no release till your deep down inside.

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<title><![CDATA[All The Young Dudes from Tattooed Millionaire by Bruce Dickinson]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-dickinson/tattooed-millionaire/all-the-young-dudes.html">All The Young Dudes</a> from album <a href="/bruce-dickinson/tattooed-millionaire/">Tattooed Millionaire</a> by <a href="/bruce-dickinson/">Bruce Dickinson</a><BR><PRE>Well billy rapped all night about his suicide.
Said he could kick it in the head when he was 25.
Speed jive. Don't wanna stay alive when your 25.
And Wendy's stealing clothes from Marks And Sparks.
And Freddie's got spots from ripping of the stars.
From his face. Funky little boat race.
The television man is crazy.
Saying we're juvenile delequent wrecks.
I need TV when I got T-Rex?
Oh brother you guessed I'm a dude now.

[CHORUS:]

All the young dudes. Carry the news.
Bugaloo dudes. Carry the news.

Well Billy's looking sweat cuz he dresses like a queen.
But he can kick like a mule it's a real mean team.
But we can love. Ahh yes. We can love.
And my father's back at home with his Beatles and his Stones.
He never got it off with that revolution stuff.
What a drag. Too many snags.
Well I drunk alot of wine and I'm feeling fine.
I'm gonna raise some kind of bet.
Oh man, is this concrete all around or is it in my head.
Brother, I'm a dude now.

[CHORUS.]</PRE>]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Zulu Lulu from Tattooed Millionaire by Bruce Dickinson]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[<a href="/bruce-dickinson/tattooed-millionaire/zulu-lulu.html">Zulu Lulu</a> from album <a href="/bruce-dickinson/tattooed-millionaire/">Tattooed Millionaire</a> by <a href="/bruce-dickinson/">Bruce Dickinson</a><BR><PRE>She fixed me in the corner with that beutiful brown eye.
She said I'd like to meet you I was so suprised.
Well, what can I do for you. What can you do for me.
We made for the exit had to wait and see.
I hope I'm not wasting your precious time.
I no your not wasting mine.
We came together over coffee with milk.
She never stopped till every drop was spilled.

[CHORUS:]

She was a zulu lulu.
Broke my back and my heart at the same time.
It was nice.
Just a zulu lulu.
I had to move on when I came back she'd gone.

She dropped to her knees. I guess she had religion.
She lived with her mother. Had been a good girl twice.
When I asked her to comment on her present position.
She said she'd like to take a late preachers advise.
I ain't looking for sympothy.
But prayers for the wicked are kinda nice.
She said I don't like to preach to the converted.
I said you could be a good girl more than twice.
Like this.

[CHORUS:]

I ain't looking for sympothy.
But prayers for the wicked are kinda nice.
She looked me up and down and said Assiagod for me.
I began to see god. She said, wait and see babe.
Wait. Wait. Im coming.

[CHORUS:]</PRE>]]></description>
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