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1994 |
1. | Intro |
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8. | Sin City (AC/DC-Cover, only on Japanese Version) |
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Fight for God's country
Stand strong, pride you feel
Obey march, raise your banners
Kill die in the fields of steel
Truth faith, what you fight for
Kill rape, eternal glory
Blood gore, shining heroes
Spell write a bloody history
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We fight, we kill we die
We play, we dance
To a symphony of death
Wars pride, waving colours
Pain Death, final solution
Look see what are we doing
Kill die for false illusions
Tears fall for dying children
No more human sanity
Take life, sacrifice your child
[Chorus]
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You've got the feeling, turn on
the lights
YOu feel the power rising,
lightning strikes the sky
Siw million people wanna see the
band
The hit the stage tonight,
guitars in our hands
Watch out
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We're back-back to the roots
Heavy metal rules
We're back-back to the roots
Heavy metal
You've got the rythm, we've got
the beat
We turn the music loud, burn in
the heat
Look to the left, look to the
right
Look into my eye, I'm ready to
fight
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I still remember, long winter
nights
Frightning stories, of dark and
light
Stories of horror, of life and
death
About a house of horror
That rose from evil's breath
Voices in the darkness
Calling out my name
I'm drawn up to the house
Feeling agony and pain
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Welcome to my house of horror
Come on in-house of horror
Welcome to my house of horror
Many have come - few have gone
The Peaper's madness, there's no
escape
He gives me dreams, there's just
a fake
He holds my heart, fingers cold
as ice
He claims my soul as a sacrifice
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We make it loud and proud
We wanna see your hands
tonight
We possess the power
And we know we have the
right
Don't turn away
Don't turn away
Rock it and roll it
Don't turn away
Don't turn away
Rock it
We come back without a
warning
We will take control
Can't you feel the magic
And the fire in their souls
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Shout it out
We're ready to rock now
Shout it out
Loud and proud
Shout it out
We're ready to rock now
Shout it out
We will lead you day by day
And you can't run and hide
We will keep on rockin
Our souls are filled with
pride
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Let's try reaching for the
sky
Hang on and you're gonna die
Our lives can turn so sweet
Child with an innocent smile
Destroys me all the while
Don't be fooled when he
cries
You sit there watching all
go down
Live your life to a
different sound
You fought for freedom,
you're fighting still
You'll never get fortune,
pay your bill
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More lies, more promises
We all live in a world of
fools
More lies, more promises
We all live in a world of
fools
In a world of fools
Nobody vomes to show you a
line
Open your eyes and find the
sign
And now you're awventy, to
old to die
More and more you accept
that's all a lie
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Evil thoughts and evil
doings
Cold alone you hang in ruins
You're living fast now life
goes over
Now you're know you are a
loser
Bloody dreams and nice white
rats
Death is calling for your
head
You can't escape you run for
cover
Say good by and tell your
mother
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I'm wild - wild and
dangerous
I'm wild - wild and
dangerous
Empty bottles and empty
glasses
The day is over you waiting
for darkness
Night by night the same
procedure
You never listen to the
preacher
Mr.Blackman and Mr.Whitehead
Taking your soul and brings
you dead
Take the key, unlock the
door
See the light that marks the
right floor
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She's wild - wild and
dangerous
She's wild - wild and
dangerous
Bloody dreams and nice white
rats
Death is calling for your
head
You can't escape you run for
cover
Say good by and tell your
mummy
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I'm wild - wild and
dangerous
I'm wild - wild and
dangerous
She's wild - wild and
dangerous
She's wild - wild and
dangerous
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Diamonds and dust
Poor man last, rich man first
Lambourginis, caviar
Dry martinis, Shangri-la
I got a burning feeling
Deep inside of me
It's yearning
But I'm going to set it free
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I'm going in to sin city
I'm gonna win in sin city
Where the lights are bright
Do the town tonight
I'm gonna win in sin city
(I'm gonna rule you baby)
Ladders and snakes
Ladders give, snakes take
Rich man, poor man, beggarman, thief
Ain't got a hope in hell, that's my belief
Fingers Freddy, Diamond Jim
They're getting ready, look out I'm coming in
So spin that wheel, cut that pack
And roll those loaded dice
Bring on the dancing girls
And put the champaign on ice
CHORUS
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