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Cassius Clay was hated More than Sonny Liston Some like K.K. Downing More than Glenn Tipton Some like Jim Nabors Some Bobby Vinton I like 'em all I
They came for me at night When I couldn't stand the pain Sent me at first light I was never seen again They told so many lies Which I never could explain
Oh so young and far from home They only get one life They were told it's just a game There woul dbe no need to fight Seemed quite real though yesterday
The holy man's coming Knocking on my door Don't let him in I committed no sin I don't need no help at all The holy man's come in Stepped into my room
We didn't start it Or firearm it Better call in the U.N. to disarm it Ceasefire Tell the snipers Cause you're dealing with a bunch of fucking liars Streetfighter
Give blood I want blood Nobody moves me the way you do I hear your sycophants tell you Same old stories might have known Your deception meets an all
You can be immortal You can carve your name on the edge of time You can live forever Never say die You can be immortal You can be around till the end
They pound their fists Upon your door They want your blood And you know what for You tried to say You got suckered in Each new excuse Is wearing thin
When I was young and alive Just looking for ways to survive I never did quite realise How time eats away at your life Now I am older for sure And close
Sent me to see if I can do some good 'cause you can depend on it To poison your blood Pay with your life You disagree Nothing comes easy Nothing is free
'm out there ... do it Hard core Feel the need to return again Hard core Nothing less will ease the pain Hard core Hard core [Written and Arranged Glenn Tipton
Have you ever been Very near to where The beams of the sun meet the atmosphere Have you ever flown Through the frozen spray Of niagra falls on a winter
In my dreams I don't feel pain Only when I wake up again Seems to me it's such a shame One crime of passion Had to take the blame I can see yet I am
O.D. You talk too much Shut the fuck up And fuel me up I never stop I wouldn't last I'd never rock [Written and Arranged Glenn Tipton (c 1996
I am alive Not on the brink But people think I am extinct Don't write me off Or even think I don't exist I'm not extinct [Written and Arranged Glenn Tipton
I see a red door And I want to paint it black No colours anymore I want them to turn black I see a line of cars And they are painted black They
too late Step on the gas Accelerate Choking Set your course and let it go Put your life in cruise control Set your course and let it go [Written and Arranged Glenn Tipton
