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Vigilante (1986)
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I'm looking for someone
In this old crazy world tonight
I can't take this heartbreak
In this old crazy world tonight
I'm feeling so empty
In this old lonely world tonight
I'm restless, defenceless
In this unholy world tonight

Oh I never learn

Oh lonely night, disappear
Oh lonely night, don't you come round here
Oh lonely night, lonely, lonely night

I'm waiting for something
To put these foolish things to right
Protected, accepted
I need it now, I need it right
I'm feeling so empty
In this old lonely world tonight
I'm restless, defenceless
In this unholy world tonight

For love we burn
We never learn, we never learn

Oh lonely night, disappear from my door
Oh lonely night, don't you come round here no more
Oh lonely night, disappear from my door
Oh lonely night, don't you come round here no more

. . .


A soldier cut loose in saigon
He used to be a farmer just like anyone
A soldier cut loose in saigon
Even to his father he's a violent son
Someone built a wall in berlin
Not to keep them out but to keep them in
Someone built a wall in berlin
A permanent reminder of what's happening

We need a lot of love
Got to take a lot of pain
You can watch the river flood
But get washed away the same
Oh we know that things don't last
So we use the guiding tracks
Through the deadly ring of flame

Smoking in a room in lebanon
The hotel's serving but the hospital's gone
Choking in a room in lebanon
Many people hurting, still the telephone's on
Standing on a street in belfast
A city of division, widow in black
Standing on a street in belfast
The crunching of the feet on the broken glass

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I'm looking round at the posters on the damp wall
Hear static on the radio
There's no sound from the mission or the dance hall
No place that I want to go

Broke up, am I dreaming it's a sad day
Too much to be sitting here alone
Bad luck and it's going to be a long day
There's no number I can telephone, telephone

When you fall it's no game
'Cause if you do it over again and again and again

Sometime love will break your heart
Sometime love is very strange
Sometime love takes you apart
At every stage
Sometime love will break your heart
Break your heart or what remains
Sometime love takes you apart
Drives you insane

Day breaks and it starts another heartache
Hurts bad, reaching out for someone
The game's up, comes another heartbreak
All this and it's only just begun

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I know how it feels to cry
But it's only lovers
Know the reason why
They stay together
And when your time has come
You'll soon discover
Look at what you've done
Could be forever

Your open arms say everything
You're always there
It seems I might
Be here all night

I'll light a candle bright
To show your way tonight
Midnight, you won't be sleeping
I won't be leaving

Off with my foolish pride
Too much in trouble
Never could decide
Always a struggle
Now I know how it feels to cry
It's only lovers
Know the reason why
They stay together

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It's red on the highway, diamonds in the sky
A million stilettos cutting tears from your eye
It's peppered with star shell, its pouring silver rain
You're falling like lumber but you're feeling no pain

You can't run
Can't run, can't run away
Can't run, can't run away

There's blood in the river, terror spikes your soul
It's louder than thunder way down deep in this hole
There's a light in the mountain, a fireball in the town
Tornado in the making and a shaking in the ground

Trapped in the shadows, feeling ragged and torn
Radio messages bringing no help at all

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Holy rider, take to the air
Holy rider, please beware
Carry the news with care
Promise we'll all be there

Holy rider, it's time to start
Holy rider, brave in the dark
Though we are just a spark
Made up of many parts

Down from the hills, everyone race, witness the time
Heaven will weigh the heart of stone
Watch it break, break the heart of stone

Different in shape, colour of face, equally bought
But heaven will weigh the heart of stone
Watch it break, break the heart of stone

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Hiding somewhere out of sight, you all right?
Feeling pulled from left to right, you all right?
You're been alone again tonight, no one has called
If they had known I think they might, 'cause you've got it all

There are times it's hard to swallow
When the world comes down on you
May it shine on you tomorrow
And your dreams they all come true

I hear you crying to yourself, that's not right
And I know you, you need somebody's help for tonight
But you sit alone, turn off your light, feeling so small
You should have known how well you might, you've got it all

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Racing in the shadows, the pounding of the feet
While the old men get to praying and the children try to sleep
Just another promise, they don't really care
'Cause the movement on the border's got the people running scared

Standing on the corner, never got things done
If you leave your front door open, you'll be the foolish one
No misunderstanding, no honour among thieves
It's a sorry situation, a gun is all you need

Go call the vigilante
He'll turn this place upside down
Go call the vigilante
He don't get kicked around

Hold on, there's a new way a-coming
Looks like he's arriving tonight
There's no more hiding or running
There's no more walking on ice

Standing on the corner, never got things done
If you leave your front door open, you'll be the foolish one
No misunderstanding, no honour among thieves
It's a sorry situation, a gun is all you need

Vigilante, vigilante man
Vigilante, call the vigilante man

. . .


He had eyes of the poor, wild and hungry
Stood out side of the store, shy and clumsy
Saw an electric guitar, he got hooked from the start
That's what is did to the back street kid

It's a dangerous game, might come to nothing
Very hard to explain, the pushing and the shoving
Still the sound in his ears and the many lean years
Taught him to live, back street kid

Dream, dream, back street kid
Dream, dream, dream, dream, back street kid

He spends hours on his own, he's still learning
Learns to wait for the phone, ideas burning
And from liberty hall, he will rise or he'll fall
That's how he'll live, the back street kid

He stepped into the rain, cold and empty
Whispered never again, I'm not contented
Walked off into the night, he walked far out of sight
So much to give, the back street kid

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