Lyrics - Cover Songs and Others
(Other than those released on Garage Days Re-Revisited)

  1. Am I Evil?
  2. Blitzkrieg
  3. Breadfan
  4. The Prince
  5. Stone Cold Crazy
  6. Killing Time
  7. So What!
  8. The Chase is Better Than the Catch
  9. ---MOTORHEAD---
  10. Overkill
  11. Damage Case
  12. Stone Dead Forever
  13. Too Late Too Late
  14. Prowler
  15. London Dungeon
  16. The Mechanix (Later The Four Horsemen)

    Am I Evil?

    (Originally recorded by Diamond Head in 1980)
    Originally on Garage Days Revisited and Kill 'Em All

    My mother was a witch, she was burned alive
    Thankless little bitch, for the tears I cried
    Take her down now, don't want to see her face
    All blistered and burnt, can't hide my disgrace

    Twenty seven, everyone was nice
    Gotta see 'em, make 'em pay the price
    See their bodies out on the ice
    Take my time

    Am I evil?
    Yes I am
    Am I evil?
    I am man
    Yes I am

    As I watched my mother die, I lost my head
    Revenge now I sought, to break with my bread
    Takin' no chances, you come with me
    I'll split you to the bone, help set you free

    Twenty seven, everyone was nice
    Gotta see 'em, make 'em pay the price
    See their bodies out on the ice
    Take my time

    Am I evil?
    Yes I am
    Am I evil?
    I am man
    Yes I am

    On with the action now, I'll strip your pride
    I'll spread your blood around, I'll see you ride
    Your face is scarred with steel, wounds deep and neat
    Like a double dozen before ya, smells so sweet

    Am I evil?
    Yes I am
    Am I evil?
    I am man

    I'll make my residence, I'll watch your fire
    You can come with me, sweet desire
    My face is long forgot, my face not my own
    Sweet and timely whore, take me home

    Am I evil?
    Yes I am
    Am I evil?
    I am man

    My soul is longing for, await my heir
    Sent to avenge my mother, sleep myself
    My face is long forgot, my face not my own
    Sweet and timely whore, take me home

    Am I evil?
    Yes I am
    Am I evil?
    I am man

    Am I evil?
    Yes I fucking am
    Am I evil?
    I am man, yeah!

    Blitzkrieg

    (Originally recorded by Blitzkrieg in 1981)
    Origanally Garage Days Revisited and Kill 'Em All

    Let us have peace, let us have life
    Let us escape the cruel night
    Let us have time, let the sun shine
    Let us beware the deadly sign

    The day is coming
    Armageddon's near
    Inferno coming
    Can we survive the blitzkrieg
    The blitzkrieg
    The blitzkrieg

    Save us from fate, save us from hate
    Save ourselves before it's too late
    Come to our need, hear our plea
    Save ourselves before the earth bleeds

    The day is dawning
    The time is near
    Aliens coming
    Can we survive the blitzkrieg
    The blitzkrieg

    Breadfan

    (Originally recorded by Budgie in 1973)
    Originally on One Japanese single and Eye of the Beholder US single

    Breadfan
    Open up your mind
    Open up your purse
    Open up your bones
    Never, never gonna lose it

    Breadfan
    Take it all away
    Never give an inch
    Gotta make a mint
    Gotta make me a million

    Breadfan
    You got it wrong
    Some long time friend's gonna lose it
    In the end who's a fool

    Seagull
    Give it all away
    Stay a bird
    Stay a man
    Stay a ghost
    Stay what you wanna be

    Loser
    Give it all away
    Never stay with the winner
    With the man
    With all the filthy money

    Come on
    Keep it on the side
    With a ride
    On a record on the top
    If you're gonna be a bad boy

    Breadfan
    You got it wrong
    Some long time friend's gonna lose it
    In the end who's a fool

    Seagull
    Give it all away
    Stay a bird
    Stay a man
    Stay a ghost
    Stay what you wanna be

    Breadfan
    Open up your mind
    Open up your purse
    Open up your bones
    Never, never gonna lose it

    Breadfan
    Take it all away
    Never give an inch
    Gotta make a mint
    Gotta make me a million

    Breadfan
    You got it wrong
    Some long time friend's gonna lose it
    In the end who's a fool

    Seagull
    Give it all away
    Stay a bird
    Stay a man
    Stay a ghost
    Stay what you wanna be

    The Prince

    (Originally recorded by Diamond Head in 1980)
    Bonus track on Japanese AJFA, B-side on US One single

    Now I see his face, I see his smile
    Such a lonely place, no golden mile
    Eyes tell of morbid tales of his black heart
    His deeds through ages past tell of his part

    See his face, see his smile
    Time to die

    Angel from below, change my dreams
    I want for glory's hour, for wealth's esteem
    I wish to sell my soul, to be reborn
    I wish for earthly riches, don't want no crown of thorns

    See his face, see his smile
    Time to die

    I was born a fool, don't want to stay that way
    Devil take my soul, with diamonds you repay
    I don't care for heaven, so don't you look for me to cry
    And I will burn in hell, from the day I die

    See his face, see his smile
    Time to die

    Stone Cold Crazy

    (Originally recorded by Queen in 1974)
    Originally contributed to Rubiayat: Elektra 40th Anniversay
    Enter Sandman Single's B-side

    Sleeping very soundly on a Saturday morning
    I was dreaming I was Al Capone
    Rumor going round, gotta clear out of town,
    Smelling like a dry fish bone

    Here come the law, gonna break down the door,
    Gonna carry me away once more
    Never, never
    Never want it anymore
    Gotta get away from this stone cold floor

    Crazy, stone cold crazy, you know!

    Rainy afternoon, n a killer typhoon
    And I'm playing with my slide trombone
    Anymore, anymore
    Cannot take it anymore
    Gotta get away from this stone cold floor

    Crazy, stone cold crazy, you know!

    Walking down the street, shooting people that i meet,
    Fully loaded tommy gun
    Here come the deputy,
    Try fuckin' gettin' me,
    Gotta fuckin' get up and run
    They got the sirens lose,
    I'm running out of juice
    They're gonna put me in a cell
    If I can't go to heaven, let me go to hell

    Crazy, stone cold crazy, you know!

    Killing Time

    (Originally recorded by Sweet Savage in 1980)
    Unforgiven Single's B-side

    The sound of gunfire goes through the night
    The killing and hatred's a terrible sight
    Reports come in of a heavy attack
    Message recieved, we're moving back

    Preparations are made for the journey back
    Hints on survival, supplies are packed
    No more nights in this eternal hall
    Destination is simple, we move out

    Killing time, your life's on the line
    Killing time, your turn to kill
    Killing time, what d'ya say?
    Killing time, ah killing time

    Ingenuity needed to keep us alive
    No time for cowardice, kill & survive
    Like a killer kid with a switchblade knife
    Nasty word, he'll take your life

    The silence is over the attack again
    The killing & hatred, drive me insane
    Reports come in of a savage attack
    Message received, we're moving back

    So What!

    (Originally recorded by Anti-Nowhere League in 1981)
    Originally on Japanese bonus track on The Black Album
    Sad But True Single's B-side

    So fucking what!

    Well I've been to Hastings,
    I've been to Brighton
    I've been to Eastbourne too
    So what
    So what

    And I've been here,
    I've been there
    I've been every fucking where
    So what
    So what
    So what, so what, you boring little cunt

    Who cares
    Who cares what you do
    Yeah who cares,
    Who cares about you, you, you, you, you

    Well I've fucked a queen
    I've fucked Bach
    I've even sucked an old man's cock
    So what
    So what

    And I've fucked a sheep
    I've fucked a goat
    I rammed my cock right down it's throat
    So what
    So what
    So what, so what, you boring little fuck

    Who cares
    Who cares what you do
    And who cares,
    Who cares about you, you, you, you, you

    And I've drunk that,
    I've drunk this
    I've spewed up on a pint of piss
    So what
    So what

    I've had scank,
    I've have speed
    I've jacked up until I bleed
    So what
    So what
    So what, so what, you boring little cunt

    Who cares
    Who cares what you do
    Yeah who cares,
    Who cares about you, you, you, you, you

    I've had crabs,
    I've had lice,
    I've had the clap and that ain't nice
    So what
    So what

    I've fucked this,
    I've fucked that
    I've even fucked a school girl's twat
    So what
    So what
    So what, so what you boring little fuck

    Who cares
    Who cares what you do
    And who cares,
    Who cares about you, you, you, you, you, you

    So fucking what!
    Yeah!

    The Chase is Better Than the Catch

    You know I'm bad, the times I've had
    I've gotta bad reputation
    I don't care, I get my share
    Don't feel no deprivation.
    The more I get the better it is
    I like it fine, Like a little whizz
    Treat'em like ladies, that's a fact
    You know the chase is better than the catch.

    Silver tongued devil, deamon leach
    You know just what I'm doing
    I like a little innocent bitch
    You know I ain't just screwing
    I love you baby, love you too much
    I like you fine I feel your touch
    But your appearance don't hold no class
    You know the chase is better than the catch.

    A little beauty I love you madly
    Come on home with me
    I know you're hot, I know what you've got
    You know I want to shake your tree
    Come on honey touch me right there
    Come on honey don't you get scared
    come on honey let me get you in the sack
    You know the chase is better than the catch.

    MOTORHEAD

    Overkill
    (Originally recorded by Motorhead, 1979)

    Only way to feel the noise
    Is when it's good and loud
    So good I can't believe it
    Screaming with the crowd

    Don't sweat it, give it back to you
    Don't sweat it, give it back to you
    Overkill, overkill, overkill

    Shut up

    On your feet you feel the beat
    Go straight through your spine
    Shake your head you must be dead
    If it don't make you blind

    Don't sweat it, give it back to you
    Don't sweat it, give it back to you
    Overkill, overkill, overkill

    Get the fuck down!

    Know your body's made to move
    You feel it in your guts
    Rock 'n' roll ain't worth the name
    If it don't make you strut

    Don't sweat it, give it back to you
    Don't sweat it, give it back to you
    Overkill, overkill, overkill

    Get on it!

    Damage Case
    (Originally recorded by Motorhead, 1979)

    Hey babe, don't act so scared
    All I want is some special care
    I don't belong in some institution
    All I want's a little consolation

    But I can tell by your face
    I'm a total disgrace
    Let me inside of your place
    Move over for a damage case

    Hey babe, wait a minute stop
    Don't run away, don't call a cop
    I ain't looking to victimise you
    All I wanna do is tantalise you

    But I can tell by your face
    I'm all over the place
    I can tell by your face
    Got no time for a damage case

    Hey babe don't turn away
    I'm here tomorrow, I'm gone today
    I don't know what you think your game is
    I don't care even what your name is

    But I could tell by his face
    You were over his place
    Let me inside of your space
    Move over for a damage case

    Stone Dead Forever
    (Originally recorded by Motorhead, 1979)

    Well I think you see me, in the glass
    And I think you hear me, you better listen fast

    I think I see you gone to seed
    And the only reasons were your guilt and greed
    You're out there on your own
    Your face turned to stone
    Whatever happened to your life
    Stone dead forever

    You're a natural wizard, you you're just a ghoul
    You're a sweet long lizard, with a silver spoon
    You ain't never had it, quite so good
    But you didn't know that you really could

    You're outside in the cold
    You're touch has turned to gold
    Whatever happened to your life
    Stone dead forever

    It's been a long time, been a long, long wait
    And now you got your fingers on the pearly gates
    You better leave your number and we'll call you
    Do you know your problems ain't exactly new

    But your time has come today
    Turned you to feeling grey
    Whatever happened to your life
    Stone dead forever

    Too Late Too Late
    (Originally recorded by Motorhead, 1979)

    I see that nothing's changed
    Insist on playing games
    Some waste of time you are
    And you're so popular
    Well this is it you bitch
    I got a make my switch
    You find some other John
    I know what's goin' on

    Your move, what do I have to lose
    Stalemate, too late, too late

    I thought you were for real
    Just one more rip-off deal
    Don't give me all that crap
    I just escaped your trap
    You think you see the joke
    But you're just chasin' smoke
    'Cause now the thrill is gone
    I know what's goin' on

    Your move, what do I have to lose
    Stalemate, too late, too late

    Misunderstanding me
    The way you felt so free
    I'm gonna jump the gun
    I'm gonna hit and run
    Your credibility
    Don't cut no ice with me
    You're just a feeble con
    I know what's goin' on

    Your move, what do I have to lose
    Stalemate, too late, too late

    Prowler
    (Iron Maiden tune performed at live shows)

    Walking through the city, looking oh so pretty,
    I've just got to find my way.
    See the ladies flashing. All there legs and lashes.
    I've just got to find my way.

    Well you see me crawling through the bushes with it open wide.
    What you seeing girl?
    Can't you believe that feeling, can't you believe it,
    Can't you believe your eyes?
    It's the real thing girl.

    Got me feeling myself and reeling around,
    Got me talking but feel like walking around.
    Got me feeling myself and reeling a...
    Got me talking but nothing's with me...
    Got me feeling myself and reeling around.

    London Dungeon
    (Misfits tune performed at live shows)

    They called us walking corpses
    Unholy living dead
    They had to lock us up
    Put us in their British Hell

    Make sure your face is clean now
    Can't have no dirty dead
    All the corpses here are clean, boy
    All the Yanks in British Hell

    I don't wanna be in your London Dungeon
    I don't wanna be in your British hell
    Ain't no mystery why I'm in misery in Hell
    Here's hoping you're swell

    They called us walking corpses
    Unholy living dead
    They had to lock us up
    Put us in their British hell

    I don't wanna be in your London Dungeon
    I don't wanna be in your British hell
    Ain't no mystery why I'm in misery in Hell
    Here's hoping you're swell

    Make sure your face is clean now
    Can't have no dirty dead
    All the corpses here are clean, boy
    All the Yanks in British hell

    I don't wanna be in your London Dungeon
    I don't wanna be in your British hell
    Ain't no mystery why I'm in misery in Hell
    Here's hoping you're swell
    Here's hoping you're swell

    The Mechanix (Later The Four Horsemen)
    (Megadeth tune by Hetfield, Ulrich, and Mustaine)

    You imagine you were at my station
    And you brought your motor to me
    You're a burner yeah, a real motor car
    You say you want your order filled
    Made me shiver when I put it in
    Pumping just won't do, you know, lucky for you

    Who'd ever thought you'd be better
    At turning a screw than me
    I do it for my life
    You made my drive shaft crank
    You made my pistons bulge
    You made my ball bearings melt from the heat
    Oh yeah yeah

    We were shifting this hard when we took off
    Put tonight all four on the floor
    When we hit top then you know it feels so slow
    You say you want your order filled
    Made me shiver when I put it in
    Pumping just won't do, you know, lucky for you

    Who'd ever thought you'd be better
    At turning a screw than me
    I do it for my life
    You made my drive shaft crank
    You made my pistons bulge
    You made my ball bearings melt from the heat
    Oh yeah yeah

    I'm giving you my room service
    And you know it's more than enough
    When you spark my plug you know I'm in love
    You imagine you were at my station
    And you brought your motor to me
    With all four on the floor I feel what's in store

    Who'd ever thought you'd be better
    At turning a screw than me
    I do it for my life
    You made my drive shaft crank
    You made my pistons bulge
    You made my ball bearings melt from the heat
    Oh yeah yeah

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