Kill the King
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Muzyka i słowa: Dave Mustaine
Broken down, feeling naked
Leaving me unfulfilled
Promising compromise
Championing mediocrity
Time and time again
What you said ain't what you mean
Even if all my bones are broken
I will drag myself back from the edge to
Kill the King, the King is dead, long live the King
Kill the King, the King is dead, long live the King,
I am the King, God save the King
Kill the King, the King is dead
I am the King, long live the King
Kill the King, the King is dead
I am the King, long live the King
I reveal a deceiver
In the highest seat in the land
His idle hands the Devil's workshop
Generate more smoke than heat
Time and time again
What you said ain't what you mean
Even if all my bones are broken
I will drag myself back from the edge to
Kill the King, the King is dead, long live the King
Kill the King, the King is dead, long live the King,
I am the King, God save the King
Kill the King, the King is dead
I am the King, long live the King
Kill the King, the King is dead
I am the King, long live the King
A new precedent in pain, a new precedent in pain
Mankind is blown to dust, mankind is blown to dust
An explosion of the Brain, an explosion of the Brain
Spontaneously combust, spontaneously combust
Kill the King, the King is dead,
Long live the King, I am the King
Kill the King, the King is dead,
Long live the King, I am the King
Kill the King, the King is dead,
Long live the King, I am the King
Kill the King, the King is dead,
Long live the King, I am the King
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Dread And Fugitive Mind ->Zespół->Dyskografia->The World Needs a Hero->Teksty
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Muzyka i słowa: Dave Mustaine
Let me introduce myself
I'm a social disease
I've come for your wealth
And leave you on your knees
No time for feeling sorry
I got here on my own
I won't ask for mercy
I choose to walk alone
What's yours is mine and what's mine is mine too
If you shake my hand better count your fingers
What if I do get caught?
What if there is no judgement?
If I'm right I lose nothing
If you 're right I lose it all
I ought to get caught
Because I'm doing something wicked
I'm guilty haunted by my fears
And the only consequences
Are dread and the fugitive mind
You built walls to protect you
So no one will infect you
Pursued by those out there
That vanish in thin air
Come a long way to find
What you really left behind
You don 't know when the end is
But it 's coming fast
Solos - Mustaine, Pitrelli
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Crush'em ->Zespół->Dyskografia->Risk->Teksty
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Muzyka: Mustaine, Friedman
Słowa: Mustaine, Bud Prager
Enter the arena and hit the lights
Step up now you're in for a ride
this is war, ain't no fun and games
we get it up, you go down in flames
Party time going down
you better not mess us around
the stakes are rich, take a hit or stay
the price is high, someone's gonna pay
Heads I win, tails you lose
out of my way, I'm coming through
roll the dice, don't think twice
And we crush, Crush'em
Looking for trouble, now you've found it
you're a drum and we're gonna pound it
Last one standing wins the fight
Hear us scream and shout all night
Down on the floor and eat the grit
This is gonna hurt a little bit
Heads I win, tails you lose
out of my way I'm coming through
roll the dice don't think twice
and we crush, Crush'em
Now we lay you down to rest
you'll never be more than second best
step inside you're in for a ride
and we crush, Crush'em
Crush! Crush!
Don't need reason, don't want names
just a John Doe to put to shame
step aside let me explain
the name of the game is pain
Now we've found you
We're gonna pound you
We're gonna beat you
Gonna defeat you
We're gonna bust you
We're gonna crush you
We're gonna Crush'em
Heads I win, tails you lose
out of my way I'm coming through
roll the dice don't think twice
and we crush, Crush'em
Now we lay you down to rest
you'll never be more than second best
step inside you're in for a ride
and we crush, Crush'em
Crush! Crush!
Oh boy, here we go, its time to crush'em
Yeah and you shed some tears, it's honna hurt, crush'em
Not here, not tonight, it's our town, and we're gonna crush'em
Crush! Crush'em!
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Sweating Bullets ->Zespół->Dyskografia->Countdown to Extinction->Teksty
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Muzyka i słowa: Mustaine
Hello me, meet the real me.
And my misfit's way of life.
A dark black past is my
Most valued possession.
Hindsight is always 20-20,
But looking back it's still a bit fuzzy.
Speak of mutually assured destruction?
Nice story, tell it to "Reader's Digest"!
Feeling paranoid
True enemy or false friend?
Anxiety's attacking me
And my air is getting thin.
I'm in trouble for the things
I haven't got to yet.
I'm chomping at the bit
And my palms are getting wet,
Sweating bullets.
Hello me... It's me again.
You can subdue, but never tame me.
It gives me a migraine headache
Sinking down to your level.
Yea, just keep thinking it's my fault
And stay an inch or two out of kicking distance.
Mankind has got to know
His limitations
Feeling claustrophobic,
Lke the walls are closing in.
Blood stains on my hands and
I don't know where I've been
I'm in trouble for the things
I haven't got to yet.
I'm sharpening the axe
And my palms are getting wet
Sweating bullets.
Solo - Mustaine
I hear it in here...
Blood stains on my... hands
The big axe...
Sweating...
Well me, its nice talking to myself,
A credit to dementia.
Some day you too will know my pain,
And smile its blacktooth grin.
If the war inside my head
Won't take a day off I'll be dead.
My icy fingers claw your back,
Here I come again.
Feeling paranoid
True enemy or false friend?
Anxiety's attacking me
And my air is getting thin
Feeling claustrophobic
Like the walls are closing in
Blood stains on my hands
And I don't know where I've been
Once you committed me
Now you've acquitted me
Claiming validity
For your stupidity
I'm chomping at the bit
I'm sharpening the axe
Here I come again!
Sweating bullets
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Symphony of Destruction ->Zespół->Dyskografia->Countdown to Extinction->Teksty
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Muzyka i slowa: Mustaine
You take a mortal man
And put him in control
Watch him become a god
Watch people's heads a-roll
Just like the Pied Piper
Led rats through the streets
We dance like marionettes,
Swaying to the Symphony Of Destruction
Acting like a robot
Its metal brain corrodes.
You try to take its pulse,
Before the head explodes.
Just like the Pied Piper
Led rats through the streets
We dance like marionettes,
Swaying to the Symphony Of Destruction
Solo - Friedman
The earth starts to rumble
World powers fall
A-warring for the heavens,
A peaceful man stands tall.
Just like the Pied Piper
Led rats through the streets
We dance like marionettes,
Swaying to the Symphony Of Destruction
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