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(Mustaine)
This is breaking news
It appears that Air Force One was shot down
Somewhere over the Middle East this morning
By a sleeper cell of rogue terrorists firing a Stinger Missile
The Pilot and all passengers are unaccounted for
The President's whereabouts are presently unknown and he is presumed missing
The Vice President, Secretary of State, and principals of the military are
assembling
Our nation stands at DEFCON 3
The greatest crisis, will someone come for me?
I "red, white and blew it"
Unleashed revenge, my body is detained
How could anybody do this?
Betrayal, I peel away the days
Medals are useless, Uncle Sam's forgotten me
I'm not important, no one will ever come
I'll never be found, God get me out of this hell
Nuclear battlefields energized
Cold wars are heating up again
The tensions mounting
People lift up your fists in revenge
The stage is set
Who will be the first to blink?
We can't go to war
Remember that "Vietnam thing"
Peace at any price
With a gun to your head, bang, bang
Weakness runs in your family
What runs in mine is death
This is your 5 minute warning
Burn all of your classified documents
And if cooler heads don't prevail
First strike from a political dead man
Appeasement only makes the aggressor more aggressive
He understands only one language - action
And he respects only one word - force
No sign of them stopping, no time for back channel communiques
We need all the help we can get, air strikes and invasions, retaliate, I say!
The will of good men can not counter the terrible strain of war
Blackmail the universe with the greatest of calamities
Awaken those sleeping giants in the dust of the ground
With their skin destroyed, unjust to innocence
Lawful possessor of the world's last 24 hours
Terror and ugliness reveal what death really means
And in hatred you see men as they really are
If chosen over heaven, Earth will have been for them
All along, only another region of hell
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(Music, lyrics: Mustaine)
"I don't want to set the world afire..."
Red flash clouds
Choking out the morning sky
They said it'd never come,
We knew it was a lie
All forms of life die now,
The humans all succumb
Time to kiss your ass goodbye,
The end has just begun
Distorted figures walk the street,
It's 1999
Weeds once underneath the feet
Have grown to vines
Bodies melted like a candle,
A land without a face
No time to change your fate,
No time left, it's too late
The aresenal of Megadeth can't be rid of they said
And if it comes the living will envy the dead
Racing for power and all come in last
No winning, first stone cast
This falsehood wordly peace
Its treaties soon will cease
No one will be left to prove
That humans existed
Maybe soon the children
Will be born open fisted
We all live on one planet
And it will all go up in smoke
Too bad they couldn't see this lethal energy
And now the final scene, a global darkening
Dig deep the piles of rubble and ruin
Towering overhead both far and wide
There's unknown tools for World War III
Einstein said, 'We'll use rocks on the other side'
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(Music, lyrics: Mustaine)
I had wrists donning slits
Flowing constantly
My broken body in a wreck
I'm wrapped around a tree
A crosswalk hit and run
The finish line for me
People clutter in the gutter
Take a look and see
No escaping pain
You belong to me
Clinging on the life
By the skin o'my teeth
My blood flows through the streets
Deluge from the wounds
Empty jar of sleeping pill
On the dresser in my room
My wet brain neighbor cranes
His neck to see in time
The white lights, a train
Bearing down on me
Solo - Friedman
I won't feel the hurt
I'm not trash any longer
That that doesn't kill me
Only makes me stronger
I need a ride to the morgue
That's what 911 is for
So, tag my toe and don't forget to
Ooh, close the drawer
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(Music, lyrics: Mustaine)
I sneak in my own house
It's four in the morning
I've had too much to drink
Said I was out with the boys
I creep in my bedroom
I slip into bed
I know if I wake her
I'll wake up dead
I wonder, will she find out?
About the other, other lover...
Diana
Wake up dead, you die
Wake up dead, and buried
Wake up dead, you die
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(Music, lyrics: Mustaine; lyrics: Mustaine, Ellefson)
In my hour of need
Ha, you're not there
And though I reach out for you...
Wouldn't lend a hand
Through the darkest hour
Grace did not shine on me
It feels so cold, very cold
No one cares for me
Did you ever think I get lonely?
Did you ever think that I needed love?
Did you ever think to stop thinking
You're the only one that I'm thinking of?
You'll never know how hard I tried
To find my space and satisfy you too.
Things will be better when I'm dead and gone
Don't try to understand
Knowing you, I'm probably wrong
But oh, how I lived my life for you
Still you'd turn away
Now as I die for you
My flesh still crawls as I breathe your name
All there years I thought I was wrong
Now I know it was you
Raise your head, raise your face, your eyes
Tell me who you think you are, who?
I walk, I walk alone into the promised land.
There's a better place for me
But it's far, far away
Everlasting life for me in a perfect world
But I gotta die first,
Please God send me on my way
Time has a way of taking time
Lonliness is not only felt by fools
Alone I call to ease the pain
Yearing to be held by you
Alone, so alone, I'm lost, consumed by the pain
The pain, the pain, the pain
Won't you hold me again?
You just laughed, ha ha, bitch!
My whole life is work built on the past
But the time has come when all things shall pass
The good has passed away.
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[Solo-Poland]
Its twilight and I wake up hot
My body's soaked in a cold, cold sweat
I reenact the lurid scenes
And clawed engravings in my head
Oh, I can't punch hard enough and I run
I can't kick high enough and I run
I can't shoot straight enough and I run
I can't hold on enough and I run
Oh, I can't stay down enough and I run
I can't take pain enough and I run
I can't bleed fast enough
I can't die dead enough
The air is thick, but the oxygen's thin
My heart is beating like a drum, boom!
And ice is flowing through my veins
Explosives on my lips and in my lungs
Oh, I can't punch hard enough and I run
I can't kick high enough and I run
I can't shoot straight enough and I run
I can't hold on enough and I run
Oh, I can't stay down enough and I run
I can't take pain enough and I run
I can't bleed fast enough
I can't die dead enough
I don't know what I'm running from
And I don't know where I'm running to
There's something deep and strange inside of me I see
I don't know what I'm running from
And I don't know where I'm running to
Something's compelling me to run into the dark
And now I am more driven than before
And now I live just to settle score
And now I feel the nearness of your breath
Now I introduce you to your death
[Solo-Poland]
[Solo-Mustaine]
[Solo-Poland]
I am more driven than before
I live just to settle score
I feel the nearness of your breath
I introduce you to your death
I can't punch hard enough
I can't kick high enough
I can't shoot straight enough
I can't hold on enough
I can't stay down enough, die dead enough
I can't take pain enough, die dead enough
I can't bleed fast enough, die dead enough
I can't die dead enough, die dead enough
[End -solo- fills Poland]
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(Music, lyrics: Mustaine)
The mother of all that is evil
Her lips are poisonous venom
Wicked temptress knows how to please
The priestess roars, "Get down on your knees"
The rite of the praying mantis
Kiss the bones of enchantress
Spellbound searching through the night
A howling man surrenders the fight
One look in her lusting eyes
Savage fear in you will rise
Teeth of terror sinking in
The bite of the She-wolf
My desires of flesh obey me
The lioness will enslave me
Another heart beat my own
The sound of claws on cobblestone, I'm stoned
Beware what stalks you in the night
Beware the She-wolf and her bite
Her mystic lips tell only lies
Her hidden will to kill in disguise
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(Music: Mustaine, Friedman; lyrics: Mustaine, Ellefson)
I like the way that I make you itch
And all the reasons I give you to bitch
And how I make you wanna scream in pain
And feel your life is just a losing game
I like the way that you let me in
The way you look when the walls cave it
I like the way that your stomach knots
And how you cry for it all to stop
I like the way that you fool yourself
And make believe there's nobody else
I like the way that you stand in line
And beg salvation from the empty skies
Don't want no revenge
Ain't no pay back time
It ain't called getting even
Here comes the reckoning day
I like the things that you try to fake
And your face when I see you break
And that you say you will pray for me
You realize you are prey for me
I like the way you stay on attack
No matter what, I keep coming back
And how you try to hold me down
But you end up driven to the ground
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(Music, lyrics: Mustaine)
Don't remember where I was
I realized life was a game
The more seriously I took things
The harder the rules became
I had no idea what it'd cost
My life passed before my eyes
I found out how little I accomplished
All my plans denied
So as you read this know my friends
I'd love to stay with you all
Please smile when you think of me
My body's gone that's all
A Tout Le Monde
A tout mes amis
Je vous aime
Je dois partir
These are the last words
I'll ever speak
And they'll set me free
If my heart was still alive
I know it would surely break
And my memories left with you
There's nothing more to say
Moving on is a simple thing
What it leaves behind is hard
You know the sleeping feel no more pain
And the living are scarred
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(Music, lyrics: Mustaine)
from Last Action Hero soundtrack
The more of you that I inspect
The more of me I see reflect
The more I try to read your lips
The more the mask you're wearing rips
But when I seek out your voice
My ears are overcome with noise
You show and tell with greatest ease
Raving impossibilities
Engaged in crime I grasp my throat
Enraged my mind starts to smoke
Enforce a mental overload
Angry again, angry again, angry owe!
And when the story takes a twist
If folds like a contortionist
Slight of hand and quick exchange
The old tricks have been rearranged
Engaged in crime I grasp my throat
Enraged my mind starts to smoke
Enforce a mental overload
Angry again, angry again, angry
The searing of the sinew
My body fights for air
The ripping of the tissue
My lungs begin to tear
Gravity's got my bones
It pulls my flesh away
The steam finally dissipates
I make out my sweaty face
Association that I choose
Game I inevitably lose
Governed by laws set up by me
Fracture it's jaw to let me be
A cut-out cardboard condo maze
Filled with an insubordinate race
Irrational youths stop to stare
As music rubber hosed the air
Engaged in crime I grasp my throat
Enraged my mind starts to smoke
Enforce a mental overload
Angry again, angry again, angry again
And again and again, again
Engaged in crime I grasp my throat
Enraged my mind starts to smoke
Enforce a mental overload
Angry again, angry again, angry owe!
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(Music, lyrics: Mustaine)
Welcome to our fortress tall
Take some time to show you around
Impossible to break these walls
For you see the steel is much to strong
Computer banks to rule the world
Instruments to sight the stars.
Possibly I've seen too much
Hangar 18, I know too much
Foreign life-forms inventory
Suspended state of cryogenics
Selective amnesia's the story
Believed, foretold, but who'd suspect
The military intelligence
Two words combined that can't make sense
Possibly I've seen too much
Hangar 18, I know too much
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(Music, lyrics: Mustaine)
Welcome to an empty fortress
A mighty wreck that once was proud
Ate alive by oxidation
Abandoned by a crew of cowards
Navigation systems failed
Computers crashed and they all fall down
Possibly I've seen too much
Hangar 18 I know too much
Solo - Pitrelli
All the guilty paid the price
Suspended by their broken necks
No one survived to tell the story
When foreign life forms resurrect
And military intelligence is
Still two words that can't make sense
Possibly I've seen too much
Hangar 18 I know too much
Solos - Pitrelli, Mustaine
Solos - Pitrelli, Mustaine, Pitrelli, Mustaine
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(Music, lyrics: Mustaine, Friedman, Bud Prager)
I heard the voice of redemption
For me there is no exemption
I started praying
I heard the voice of satisfaction
Needing me for benefaction
I started pleading
I heard the bells begin to chime
Warning me oh lord
Don't let this be my time
Don't let this be my time
I'll be there for you, when you walk through the fire
I'll be there for you, when the flames get higher
When nothing fits and nothing seems right
Till the very last breath of my life, I'll be there for you
You saw me slide, you saw me fall
We kept our pride through it all
We started screaming
When skies are dark, no sun shines through
I know I see the light in you
We stopped dreaming and started believing
I'll be there for you, when you walk through the fire
I'll be there for you, when the flames get higher
When nothing fits and nothing seems right
Till the very last breath of my life, I'll be there for you
I'll be there
In my hour of need
You were there always
Now it's time for me to be there for you too
Always
I'll be there for you
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(Music, lyrics: Mustaine, Ellefson)
This morning I made the call
The one that ends it all
Hanging up, I wanted to cry
But damnit, this wells gone dry
Not for the money, not for the fame
Not for the power, just no more games
But now I'm safe in the eye of tornado
I can't replace the lies that let a thousand days go
No more living trapped inside
In her way I'll surely die
In the eye of the tornado, blow me away
You'll grow to loathe my name
You'll hate me just the same
You won't need your breath
And soon you'll meet your death
Not from the years, not from the use
Not from the tears, just self abuse
Who's to say what's for me to say?
Who's to say what's for me to be?
Who's to say what's for me to do?
'Cause a big nothing it'll be for me
The land of opportunity
The golden chance for me
My future looks so bright
Now I think I've seen the light
Can't say what's on my mind
Can't do what I really feel
In this bed I made for me
Is where I sleep, I really feel
I warn you of the fate
Proven true too late
Your tongue twists perverse
Come drink now of this curse
And now I fill your brain
I spin you round again
My poison fills your head
As I tuck you in your bed
You feel my fingertips
You won't forget my lips
You'll feel my cold breath
It's the kiss of death
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(Music, lyrics: Mustaine, Friedman)
Lost in a dream
Nothing is what it seems
Searching my head
For the words that you said
Tears filled my eyes
As we said our last goodbyes
This sad scene replays
Of you walking away
My body aches of mistakes
Betrayed by lust
We lied to each other so much
That in nothing we trust
Time and again
She repeats let's be friends
I smile and say yes
Another truth bends,
I must confess
I try to let go, but I know
We'll never end 'til we're dust
We lied to each other again
But I wish I could trust
My body aches of mistakes
Betrayed by lust
We lied to each other so much
That in nothing we trust
God help me please, on my knees
Betrayed by lust
We lied to each other so much
That in nothing we trust
How could this be happening to me
I'm lying when I say, "Trust me"
I can't believe this is true
Trust hurts
Why does trust equal suffering
Absolutely nothing we trust
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Your mind tells you that you've lost your confidence
You're drifting and you don't believe in anyone
To lose what little you have left to be proud of
Afraid you can't do this again, owww...
You said that nothing comes in between us
And the way of getting things we wanted done
Then .... a phobia helps you under it's influence
Until you compromise your style
Everything about you has been one big charade
What will you do now that the well's run dry
To sell-out all your friends and stab them in the back
It's something that you are, something that I'm not
When you forced me into doing what you love
Mark my words no one loves you very much
And when you tried to change me and tried to replace me
I couldn't help but end the stay with you, mmmm....
Being in the front can only last so long
To watch you sit and stare as a child returns
To choke out the voice that told you money and the fame
Would fill the grave that you dug for yourself
Unlike you, I'm no vision to myself, lest you forget
You didn't ever make metal, buddy, metal made you
To crush and roll over everyone along the way
Is something that you are, something that I'm not
A stranger to yourself, ha, you've pissed me off again
I won't be driven by your needs anymore
What you've become to do or be is clear to see for me
It's something that you are, something I'm not
It makes me sad to hear you say you love me
I know you only love what I can do for you
If you were the one that was leading a charge
Would you notice if I missed a day or two
We all laughed at the parodies that you've become
Now your paid, slowly payback has begun
So I send my resignation or in your words, betrayal
Before it gets much worse and you self-sabotage
Something I'm not
Something that you are
Something I'm not... yet
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(Mustaine)
Dawn breaks evenly today
On the truth and the lie
All rise, court's in session
We're hanging someone high
Justice means nothing today
Now that the courts are for sale
Pick a crime from the menu; pick a sentence and defend you
And pay up the down payment called bail
The system's for sale
Kick the chair, the rope's tight
Just like one quick wrench, the tooth is out
Friend or foe, I gotta hang em dead
Or they'll come back around
Kick it!
The court's wrong when it keeps track
Of victories and defeats
The press that never rest just waits
For somebody's soul they can eat
Justice means nothing today
Now that the jury's for sale
Guilty or not, the verdict's a lie
You're going to jail
The system has failed
Kick the chair, the rope's tight
Just like one quick wrench, the tooth is out
Friend or foe, ya gotta hang em dead
Or they'll come back
[Solo-Mustaine]
[Solo-Mustaine]
[Solo-Mustaine]
[Solo-Poland]
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(Music, lyrics: Mustaine)
And today, I leave you
But I'll be back someday
And as I fly away
My hope is that we'll meet again
I'm off to my home away from home
I will miss you
But I know
I know you know
I'm coming home to Arizona
I'm coming home to Arizona
I'll take you everywhere I go
I'll show you everything I see
And as we say so long
I know your tears wish me well
It won't be long till I'm back again
We will meet again
We will meet again
You will see, oh
I'm coming home to Arizona
I'm coming home
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(Music, lyrics: Mustaine)
You take a mortal man
And put him in control
Watch him become a god
Watch people's heads a'roll
A'roll...
Just like the Pied Piper
Led rats through the streets
We dance like marionettes,
Swaying to the symphony...
Of destruction
Acting like a robot
Its metal brain corrodes.
You try to take its pulse,
Before the head explodes.
Explodes...
Solo - Friedman
The earth starts to rumble
World powers fall
Awarring for the heavens,
A peaceful man stands tall.
Tall...
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(Music, lyrics: Mustaine)
What do you mean, "I don't believe in God"?
I talk to him everyday.
What do you mean, "I don't support your system"?
I go to court when I have to
What do you mean, "I can't get to work on time"?
I got nothing better to do.
And, what do you mean, "I don't pay my bills"?
Why do you think I'm broke? Huh?
If there's a new way,
I'll be the first in line.
But it better work this time.
What do you mean, "I hurt your feelings"?
I didn't know you had any feelings.
What do you mean, "I ain't kind"?
Just not your kind.
What do you mean, "I couldn't be the President
Of the United States of America"?
Tell me something, it's still "We the people," right?
If there's a new way
I'll be the first in line
But it better work this time
Can you put a price on peace?
Peace,
Peace sells...,
Peace,
Peace sells...,
Pace sells... but who's buying?
Pace sells... but who's buying?
Pace sells... but who's buying?
Pace sells... but who's buying?
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Brother will kill brother
Spilling blood across the land
Killing for religion
Something I don't understand
Fools like me, who cross the sea
And come to foreign lands
Ask the sheep, for their beliefs
Do you kill on God's command?
A country that's divided
Surely will not stand
My past erased, no more disgrace
No foolish naive stand
The end is near, it's crystal clear
Part of the master plan
Don't look now to Israel
It might be your homelands
Holy wars
Upon my podium, as the
Know it all scholar
Down in my seat of judgement
Gavel's bang, uphold the law
Up on my soapbox, a leader
Out to change the world
Down in my pulpit as the holier
Than-thou-could-be-messenger of God
Wage the war on organized crime
Sneak attacks, rappel down the rocks
Behind the lines
Some people risk to employ me
Some people live to destroy me
Either way they die, they die
They killed my wife and my baby
With hopes to enslave me
First mistake.....last mistake!
Paid by the alliance, to slay all the giants
Next mistake.....no more mistakes!
Fill the cracks in, with judicial granite
Because I don't say it, don't mean I ain't thinkin' it
Next thing you know, they'll take my thoughts away
I know what I said, now I must scream of the overdose
And the lack of mercy killings, mercy killings, mercy killings, killings, killings, killings
Next thing you know they'll take my thoughts way
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(Music, lyrics: Mustaine, Friedman)
I heard somebody fixed today
There was no last goodbyes to say
His will to live ran out
I heard somebody turned to dust
Looking back at what he left
A list of plans and photographs
Songs that never will be sung
These are the things he won't get done
I've seen the man use the needle,
Seen the needle Use the Man
I've seen them crawl from the cradle
To the gutter on their hands
They fight a war but it's fatal,
It's so hard to understand
I've seen the man use the needle,
Seen the needle Use the Man
Just one shot to say goodbye
One last taste to mourn and cry
Scores and shoots, the lights go dim
Just one shot to do him in
He hangs his head and wonders why
Why the monkey only lies
But pay the pauper, he did choose
He hung his head inside the noose
I've seen the man use the needle,
Seen the needle Use the Man
I've seen them crawl from the cradle
To the gutter on their hands
They fight a war but it's fatal,
It's so hard to understand
I've seen the man use the needle,
Seen the needle Use the Man
Cryptic writings on the wall,
The beginning of the end
I've seen the man use the needle,
Seen the needle in my hand
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