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IRON MAIDEN lyrics - Virtual XI

The Angel And The Gambler

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(Harris) Roll of the dice Take a spin of the wheel Out of your hands now So how do you feel but you're never gonna win You'd better go back again Do you lucky Or do you feel scared Take that luck brings And the devil may care Buit you're dowh on your luck And what the next day bring Adrift on the ocean Afloat on the daydream Or lost in a maze Or blind in the haze So what does it matter So why don't you answer So why did you send An angel to mend Best make decisions Before it's too late Take all your chances Take all hold of the reins A roll of the dice Ahead of the game again Nothing to lose But so much to gain A little danger It goes without saying But what do you care You're gonna go in the end Gate open to heaven Is ready and waiting Or straight down to hell Can go there as well I'll suffer my craving My soul not worth saving So why don't you go Just leave well alone Don't you think I'm a saviour Don't you think I could save you Don't you think I could save your life There's like a hunger That knocks on your door You've had a taste of it Still you whant more You've made your mistakes Won't play it same again You have been warned But still you plunge in You play high stakes But there's nothing to win You've only one life And so many things to learn The angel on one side The devil the other Which path do you take Decisions to make Arrive on the crossroads You know where you're going And what if you wait It maybe too late Don't you think I'm a saviour Don't you think I could save you Don't you think I could save Your life

I'm Gonna Roll Ya

Chisel Cold
No copulation, no revolution Said the young Marquis de Sade But all the whips in France ain't gonna get me Fuckin' on a barracade From the schoolboys on it was one big con As we hung around the hockey teams In each boys brain the dream was the same All I ever went to do is get laid Now the whole wide world has a better idea And it shook us all to the core You follow some two-year fairy tale Into happy evermore The sleepy priest at the bridal feast His hands make a holy sign And as the bride hoes into the wedding cake She's a-singin' in the back of her mind Come on, come on I'm gonna roll ya all night long . . . Well I took that crap for a little while And it kept me off the street Then I met me a lady with a shady past And manners like a dog on heat Those musos hummin' when they see her comin' Make a noise like a hurricane When you see that line at the dressing-room door You know she's just spread 'em for the boys again Well there ain't nothin' better than to rip your sweater In a bang behind the stage Or the drawn out sigh as you feel her thigh Then you stop and estimate her age If she's turned fourteen she's a rock'n'roll queen You can give her anything you choose And when she whispers Honey it's the money or the box You know money's so easy to lose Come on, come on I'm gonna roll ya all night long . . .

Believe In You

Cole Jude
I'll play guitar to make the rent And you can make our family three I might not make a million dollars But a million dollars won't make me I'm looking out on the stars tonight Thinking about this human zoo There's poor old Leo watching the cars roll by Screaming up at who knows who Believe in you And I'll believe in me Desperate men divided In these glorious fields of green We all pray to heaven To help us mend this broken machine There's too much talk about the clouds of gray When there's a great big sky of blue I turn off the T.V. and look in your eyes And I know that I've found something true Just believe in you, yeah And I'll believe in me This is the age of the icons made of sand From the rock and roll star to the local preacher man From the baseball player to the politician with his plans Well darling, just believe in you Oh, and I'll believe in you too Someone's gonna sue for harrassment Someone gonna sue 'cause they can't forget Someone gonna sue poor old Philip J. Morris For selling 'em one too many cigarettes And Philip Morris, well he'll probably sue me For putting his name in this song And all across America We try and teach our children how to get along Believe in you And I'll believe in me I'll believe in me

Whistles In The Wind

Boogiemonsters
(Chorus) The mark of the beast The mark of the beast. Never ever ever take the mark of the beast. The mark of the beast. The mark of the beast. Never ever ever take the mark of the beast. (Bridge: Mondo) The devil. The devil's gonna try to stop the track Keep on coming back man. Keep on coming back. The devil. The devil's gonna try to stop the track. Gotta hold him back man. Gotta gold him back. (Verse 1: Vex) The devil sees the world as a girl from the back: Eying, sighing. Dying to get a crack at the middle. So he kicks a quick little riddle. She knos he's got game. But she lets him feel and fiddle. Her name's Earth. Once a virgin. But now demons got her split. And Lucifer is next, to give the stunt a hit. Got her moms to eat the evil apple back in the day. Now he's got Earth bending in the 69'll slay. The seed is in position, so he flips her in the mission. Now her numbers 66 and he getting off his kicks. He can't reach the climax for the shot of the sun. Anti-christ traveling through the tract of his gun. He thinks of the sex, and the E becomes an I. So now there's three 6's, and it's time for Earth to die. She's addicted to the evil…a frick to say the least. And now she's giving birth to the mark of the beast. (Mondo) Now the seed is growing. Flowing down the uterus or the core Making the Earth hun-gr-y; making the hooker want some more. Causing devilish offspring. Fighting the message that we bring. Defeating lives. Striving on the many souls that can sing. Hysteria. Living in the area of strickly triple 6 You need the mark to buy your food, clothes, and kicks. Niggaz pick 6, and live inside reflections of their flicks. No looking back. I know you feel the track my baby stick. It's gonna be the nation under one groove. The world under one move. The christian followers temporarily lose. But only in the in grill cause there's still more to fill my brother. I tear as I watch the Devil's baby kill my mother. Must I walk alone? There's just too many stones in my path. I can't stand the rain. I feel the pain as he laughs. I can't stand the rain. I feel the pain as he laughs. I can't stand the rain. I feel the pain s he laughs. (Chorus 2x) (Bridge) The Devil. The Devil's gonna try to cut the track. He can't hold us back. He can't pull us back. The Devil. The Devil's gonna try to cut the track. Here come the next attack man. Here comes the next attack. See? (Verse 2: Mondo) I hope my faith is strong enough to withstand until the ending. I'd relly like to see this burn in the second sending. The world is so dark. All my friends have the mark. 'Cause nobody understands the consequences lies at heart. I'd rather feel it now, 'cause life is temporary. Pain is but a minute. But eternal death is never finished. Niggaz know I've never been the one to follow ill behavior. I'll never get the mark. I'm just to smart. I know the flavor. It's the final test for the frontier. N' the municiple Is independent in the strength from the individual. Voyage into Revelations 13 for a story. [We] must unite and do what's right. Don't receive the mark. (Vex) Now the rapture has come, and all the good in Earth has gone. Satan's in the skin on the regular that's born. Anti-christ is driving the insane. Is he sadistic? One bad baby raing hell. The Devil's misfit. He's growing up fast. And getting worse with age. Manifesting Revelations page by scary page. Decieving all the people left behind in the dark. Controlled by the beast as he's giving out the mark. (Chorus 2x)

Muzic Appreciation (Sweet Music)

Boogiemonsters "Riders Of The Storm: The Underwater Album"
(Chorus) The mark of the beast The mark of the beast. Never ever ever take the mark of the beast. The mark of the beast. The mark of the beast. Never ever ever take the mark of the beast. (Bridge: Mondo) The devil. The devil's gonna try to stop the track Keep on coming back man. Keep on coming back. The devil. The devil's gonna try to stop the track. Gotta hold him back man. Gotta gold him back. (Verse 1: Vex) The devil sees the world as a girl from the back: Eying, sighing. Dying to get a crack at the middle. So he kicks a quick little riddle. She knos he's got game. But she lets him feel and fiddle. Her name's Earth. Once a virgin. But now demons got her split. And Lucifer is next, to give the stunt a hit. Got her moms to eat the evil apple back in the day. Now he's got Earth bending in the 69'll slay. The seed is in position, so he flips her in the mission. Now her numbers 66 and he getting off his kicks. He can't reach the climax for the shot of the sun. Anti-christ traveling through the tract of his gun. He thinks of the sex, and the E becomes an I. So now there's three 6's, and it's time for Earth to die. She's addicted to the evil…a frick to say the least. And now she's giving birth to the mark of the beast. (Mondo) Now the seed is growing. Flowing down the uterus or the core Making the Earth hun-gr-y; making the hooker want some more. Causing devilish offspring. Fighting the message that we bring. Defeating lives. Striving on the many souls that can sing. Hysteria. Living in the area of strickly triple 6 You need the mark to buy your food, clothes, and kicks. Niggaz pick 6, and live inside reflections of their flicks. No looking back. I know you feel the track my baby stick. It's gonna be the nation under one groove. The world under one move. The christian followers temporarily lose. But only in the in grill cause there's still more to fill my brother. I tear as I watch the Devil's baby kill my mother. Must I walk alone? There's just too many stones in my path. I can't stand the rain. I feel the pain as he laughs. I can't stand the rain. I feel the pain as he laughs. I can't stand the rain. I feel the pain s he laughs. (Chorus 2x) (Bridge) The Devil. The Devil's gonna try to cut the track. He can't hold us back. He can't pull us back. The Devil. The Devil's gonna try to cut the track. Here come the next attack man. Here comes the next attack. See? (Verse 2: Mondo) I hope my faith is strong enough to withstand until the ending. I'd relly like to see this burn in the second sending. The world is so dark. All my friends have the mark. 'Cause nobody understands the consequences lies at heart. I'd rather feel it now, 'cause life is temporary. Pain is but a minute. But eternal death is never finished. Niggaz know I've never been the one to follow ill behavior. I'll never get the mark. I'm just to smart. I know the flavor. It's the final test for the frontier. N' the municiple Is independent in the strength from the individual. Voyage into Revelations 13 for a story. [We] must unite and do what's right. Don't receive the mark. (Vex) Now the rapture has come, and all the good in Earth has gone. Satan's in the skin on the regular that's born. Anti-christ is driving the insane. Is he sadistic? One bad baby raing hell. The Devil's misfit. He's growing up fast. And getting worse with age. Manifesting Revelations page by scary page. Decieving all the people left behind in the dark. Controlled by the beast as he's giving out the mark. (Chorus 2x)

The Weather Is Here, Wish You Were Beautiful

JIMMY BUFFETT "Coconut Telegraph"
He worked hard all year just wanted a few weeks alone But his old lady's into modeling, She can't stay away from the phone Besides she bitches about the mosquitoes She says 'Down there there is nothing to do' Her goddamn phone never stops ringing He'll try the service in a day maybe two Well, he's on his third drink before the wheels of the plane leave the ground Making points with the stewardess climbing over Long Island Sound She's also spending some time on the island Too much city madness gives her the blues They make a date to go dancing and dining Seems neither has that much to lose The weather is here I wish you were beautiful My thoughts aren't too clear but don't run away My girlfriend's a bore, my job is too dutiful Hell, nobody's perfect would you like to play I feel together today Well now that was just the start of a well-deserved over due binge Meanwhile back in the city certain people are starting to cringe His lawyers are calling his parents His girlfriend doesn't know what to think His partners are studying their options He's just singing and ordering drinks The weather is here I wish you were beautiful The skies are too clear life's easy today The beer is too cold, the daiquiri's too fruitful There's no place like home when it's this far away I don't care what they say He's going back to New York pack it up and let everyone know It was something that he should have done such a long time ago Still time to start a new life in the palm trees Billy Clyde wasn't insane And it doesn't work out there'll never be any doubt That the pleasure was worth all the pain The weather is here I wish you were beautiful The skies are too clear, life is easy today The beer is too cold, the daiquiri's too fruitful There's no place like home when it's this far away I need time for to play Time for to play

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