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Judas Priest
Judas Priest


Информация
Откуда Birmingham, England
Жанры Heavy Metal
Годы 1968—н.в.
Лейблы RCA Records
Epic Records
Columbia Records
Koch Records
CMC International
См. также Halford
Trapeze
Fight
2wo
The Flying Hat Band
Сайт Website
Состав
Rob Halford
Glenn Tipton
K. K. Downing
Ian Hill
Scott Travis



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British Steel (14.04.1980)
14.04.1980
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There I was completely wasting
Out of work and down
All inside it's so frustrating
As I drift from town to town
Feel as though nobody cares
If I live or die
So I might as well begin
To put some action in my life

Breaking the law, breaking the law (X4)

So much for the golden future
I can't even start
I've had every promise broken
And there's anger in my heart
You don't know what it's like
You don't have a clue
If you did you'd find yourselves
Doing the same thing too

Breaking the law, breaking the law (X4)

You don't know what it's like

Breaking the law, breaking the law (X8)

. . .


Pounding the world like a battering ram
Forging the furnace for the final grand slam
Chopping away at the source soon the course will be done
Leaving a trail of destruction that's second to none

Hammering anvils straining muscle and might
Shattering blows crashing browbeating fright
Fast devastating and desolisating the curse
Blasting the cannons of truth through each man of this earth

Wielding the axe comes the one culmination
That's always seemed certain to bring down the curtain on greed

Sifting the good from the bad it's the age for the rage
Of the dogs which must fall to the just and be free

Now grate for the vandals who trampled and sampled
Till this place conditioned brought forth demolition to war

The slipping and sliding corrosive subsiding
That withered and wained till the world seemed all drained fills the bay

Pounding the world like a battering ram
Forging the furnace for the final grand slam
Chopping away at the source soon the course will be done
Leaving a trail of destruction that's second to none
Second to none

. . .


We’ve taken too much for granted
And all the time it had grown
From techno seeds we first planted
Evolved a mind of it’s own

Marching in the streets
Dragging iron feet
Laser beaming hearts
Ripping men apart

From off I’ve seen my perfection
Where we could do as we please
In secrecy this infection
Was spreading like a disease

Hiding underground
Knowing we’d be found
Fearing for our lives
Reaped by robot’s scythes

Metal gods
Metal gods

(solo glenn)

Metal gods
Metal gods

Machines are taking all over
With mankind in their command
In time they’d like to discover
How they can make their demand

Better be the slaves
To their wicked ways
But meeting with our death
Engulfed in molten breath

. . .


Never straight and narrow
I won't keep in time
Tend to burn the arrow
Out of the line

Been inclined to wander
Off the beaten track
That's where there's thunder
And the wind shouts back

Grinder
Looking for meat
Grinder
Wants you to eat

Got no use for routine
I shiver at the thought
Open skies are my scene
That's why I won't get caught

Refuse to bite the mantrap
Be led to set the snare
I love to have my sight
Capped everywhere

Grinder
Looking for meat
Grinder
Wants you to eat

I've held my licence
It came with birth,
For self reliance on this earth
You take the bullet
On which my name
Was etched upon in your game

Day of independence
Stamped us like a brand
Round the necks of millions
To the land

As the mighty eagle
I need room to breathe
Witness from the treadmill
I take my leave

Grinder
Looking for meat
Grinder
Wants you to eat

Grinder
Looking for meat
Grinder
Wants you to eat

Grinder

. . .


Look around
They're moving in
Hold your ground
When they begin

We can do it
We can do it and if they wanna they can try
But they'll never get near
Then they can get out of here

Gonna keep on driving
Never stop

United, united, united we stand
United we never shall fall
United, united, united we stand
United we stand one and all

So keep it up
Don't give in
Make a stand
We're gonna win

We can do it
We can do it and if they wanna they can try
But they'll never get near
Then they can get out of here

Gonna keep on driving
Never stop

United, united, united we stand
United we never shall fall
United, united, united we stand
United we stand one and all

So keep it up

United, united, united we stand
United we never shall fall
United, united, united we stand
United we stand one and all

United, united, united we stand
United we never shall fall
United, united, united we stand
United we stand one and all

United, united, united we stand
United we never shall fall
United, united, united we stand
United we stand one and all

(Fade)

. . .


Ch: Living after midnight
Rockin' to the dawn
Lovin' till the morning
Then I'm gone, I'm gone

I took the city 'bout 1 a.m.
Loaded, loaded
I'm all geared up to score again
Loaded, loaded
I come alive in a neon light
That's when I make my moves right

Ch:...

Got gleeming chrome reflectin' steel
Loaded, loaded
Ready to take on every deal
loaded, loaded
My pulse is racin', I'm hot to take
This motor's revved up fit to break

Ch:...

I'm aiming for you
I'm gonna floor you
My body's coming all night long!

The air's electric, sparking power
Loaded, loaded
I'm getting harder by the hour
Loaded, loaded
I set my sights and then home in
The joint starts flying when I begin

Ch:...

. . .


[Tipton/Halford/Downing]

I've had enough of being programmed
And told what I ought to do
Let's get one thing straight
I'll choose my fate
And it's got nothing to do with you

The years are flying by and it's time I got high
Took a sample of the good things in life
This is a chance
I'm gonna take
Gonna get out trouble and strife

I grow sick and tired of the same old lies
Might look a little young
So what's wrong
You don't have to be old to be wise

No I don't care that the people stare
Accuse me of going mad
Just get a long hard look into the mirror
Then, tell me now who's been had

The way things are going I won't get to show 'em
Go single all the time's up to me
So it's off with the ties
No compromise
Wanna taste what it's like to be free

I grow sick and tired of the same old lies
Might look a little young
So what's wrong
You don't have to be old to be wise

I grow sick and tired of the same old lies
Might look a little young
So what's wrong
You don't have to be old to be wise

I'm gonna gather my things
Go through the door
Every night I'll live on my own
I'd like to be there
And I'm gonna be there
I got a will of my own

I go as I please
Fend for myself
Pull all the stops, roll the dice
Out on my own, gonna go it alone
When I need it
Then I'll ask for advice

You don't have to be old to be wise
You don't have to be old to be wise
You don't have to be old to be wise
You don't have to be old to be wise
You don't have to be old to be wise
You don't have to be old to be wise
You don't have to be old to be wise

[fade]

. . .


From a fireball we came
Crossed sea and mountain.
We were drinking beauty with our eyes.
We were given all
To make our own.
Let us be left alone.

Laid the tasks and paid the price.
Everything survives.
Crushed and bolted all the grain.
At every wind
What a state we're in.
Is pain better than the grave?

When we talk without amen,
We see red and then,
Deep inside, our blood begins to boil.
Like a tiger
In the cage,
we begin to shake with the Rage!

. . .


Catch the play, now. Eye to eye.
Don't let chances pass you by.
Always someone at your back
Biding their time for attack!

Check for decoys. Stay sharp-edged.
Double-crossers get your head.
Carpet-baggers bluff and strike.
Kiss of Judas. Spider-like!

Waiting like jackals
To sneak up and trick you.
Wolves in sheeps clothing.
Slow death in consoling.
Lurking in shadows,
They pounce least expected.
When you come to,
They'll have gone right through you.

Tricksters, jilters play their game.
Sleight-of-handers, all the same.
Masquerader in his lair
Wants to tangle in your hair!

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