Megadeth - Peace Sells... But Who's Buying? lyrics
Tracks 01. Wake Up Dead
02. The Conjuring 03. Peace Sells 04. Devil's Island 05. Good Mourning/Black Friday 06. Bad Omen 07. I Ain't Superstitious 08. My Last Words 01. Wake Up Dead Music & lyrics by Dave Mustaine
I sneak in my own house
It's four in the morning I've had too much to drink Said I was out with the boys I creep in my bedroom I slip into bed I know if I wake her I'll wake up dead Ooh, I wonder will she find out About the other, other lover Diana? Wake up dead, you die Wake up dead and buried Wake up dead, you die Wake up dead 02. The Conjuring Music & lyrics by Dave Mustaine
Welcome to our sanguinary sect of worship
Feel at home in our black conventicle As we anathematise all those who oppose us Don't summon the Devil, don't call the priest If you need the strength, the conjuring, obey! Behold, the flames rise from the compass' cardinal points Burn the sacred oil and with the ashes you'll anoint Arrange the symbols of the wizard, and magician Light the candles, place the parchment paper in position Between its leaves, place the lash from a black cat's eye A straw of a broom, fold and burn and centralize Don't summon the Devil; don't call the priest If you need the strength, then conjure me I am the Devil's advocate, a salesman if you will You know my name, you know my name I met your Father years ago, I gave him what he'd please He called my name, and you'll do the same I'm claiming what is mine by right, it's time to close the deal You're bought and sold, bought and sold Come join me in my infernal depths, Mephisto's hall of fame I've got your soul, I've got your soul The conjuring Obey! 03. Peace Sells Music & lyrics by Dave Mustaine
What do you mean I don't believe in God?
Talk to him every day What do you mean I don't support your system? I go to court when I have to What do you mean I can't get to work on time? Got nothing better to do What do you mean I don't pay my bills? Why do you think I'm broke? Huh? If there's a new way I'll be the first in line But, it better work this time What do you mean I hurt your feelings? I didn't know you had any feelings What do you mean I ain't kind? Just not your kind What do you mean I couldn't be President Of the United States of America? Tell me something, it's still 'We the people', right? If there's a new way I'll be the first in line But, it better work this time Can you put a price on peace? Peace, peace sells, peace, peace sells Peace sells, but who's buying? Peace sells, but who's buying? No, no, no, no, no! Peace sells Peace sells 04. Devil's Island Music & lyrics by Dave Mustaine
The light that fills my lonely cell
Is blocked out by the key That locks the door to this hell The place they wanted me Time's racing like the wind Execution's near Oh lord, I wait for death And, yes, I have no fear I recall the night, my every breath And step along the way Closed my eyes, walking As danger paved the way The devil, and the darkness Let her evil wander free Here on Devils Island The final stop for me Devils Island, Devils Island Oh, there's no escape The sea is full of sharks Tide takes you away, and Smash you on the rocks The sun is shining But feel not today It's warmth, it's dying And fading away Devils Island, here I stay, Devils Island Oh, hear the call from the grave beyond Oh, so pernicious her soul it creates song As there is no man that is here upon the earth Able to terminate our noisome will since birth The priest that reads the sermon is walking next to me To the stake my last request to have her burn with me And so it did, the heavens opened rain began to fall Final judgement came and was spread before you all Final judgement Old, weak, and feeble, and the lesson taught to me Stay away from evil, she doesn't care for me She haunts me in my sleep though I tore that page away Here on Devils Island I'll always have to stay Devils Island, Devils Island Here I am Devils Island, Devils Island 05. Good Mourning/Black Friday Music & lyrics by Dave Mustaine
Good Mourning
Hey, I don't feel so good Something's not right Something's coming over me What the fuck is this? Whoa! Killer, intruder, homicidal man If you see me coming run as fast as you can Blood-thirsty demon who's stalking the street I hack up my victims like pieces of meat Blood-thirsty demon, sinister fiend Bludgeonous slaughter's my evil deed My hammer's a cold piece of blood-lethal steel I grin while you writhe with the pain that I deal Swinging the hammer, I hack through their heads Deviant defilers, you're next to be dead I unleash my hammer with sadistic intent Pounding, surrounding, slamming through your head Yeah! Bodies convulse in agony, and pain I mangle their face till no features remain A blade for the butchering, I cut them to shreds First take out the organs, then cut off the head The remains of flesh now sop under my feet One more bloody massacre, the murder's complete I seek to dismember, a sadist fiend Bloodbath's my way of getting clean I lurk in the alley wait for the kill I have no remorse for the blood that I spill A merciless butcher who lives underground I'm out to destroy and I will cut you down I see you and I'm waiting for Black Friday Turn me loose! Killer, intruder, homicidal man If you see me coming run as fast as you can A blood-thirsty demon who's stalking the street I hack up my victims like pieces of meat Blood-thirsty demon, sinister fiend Bludgeonous slaughter's my evil deed A merciless butcher who lives underground I'm out to destroy you and I will cut you down It's Black Friday, paint the devil on the wall 06. Bad Omen Music & lyrics by Dave Mustaine
Down fell the stars, as they splashed in the sea
"Mi nomine Baphomet" come dance with me Sacrifice the virgins, spiritual rite Their master's time has come, the moon is full tonight Drinking, dancing, they worship and toast The Devil, who's watching with demon's remote Fire, rising, racing in your blood Possessed, naive, his service is done It's the Sabbath Bloody Sabbath, bad omen of the Goat Bloody blasphemy Sinister's the word as the demon's take their fill An orgy's taking place, human blood will spill An act of worship as they conceive the ghouls Satan has their souls, they sing pagan tunes The ceremony is sure to be cursed They wait for his blessing, but down comes the worst Their bodies soulless, a corpse from the grave Their minds are helpless, and no one can save No one can save, one can know! 07. I Ain't Superstitious Music & lyrics by Willie Dixon
I ain't superstitious when a black cat crosses my path
And I ain't superstitious as I break the looking glass Ain't afraid of no demons, don't make me laugh! Ha ha! I ain't superstitious, under the ladder I go And I ain't superstitious, it's all bullshit, don't you know! I ain't afraid of no shadows, I like the dark anyway and that's a fact! Ha! Superstitious, superstitious And I ain't superstitious, no such thing as bad luck And I ain't superstitious, I couldn't really give a fuck Take your stupid superstitions, find some other paranoidal, Chicken shit, sissy, worm, and tell it to him Superstitious, superstitious I ain't superstitious And that's a fact, one more time, come on, shut your mouth, listen up, hey it's my turn 08. My Last Words Music & lyrics by Dave Mustaine
My life's on time, but again my sense is late
Feel a might unsteady, but still I have to play Six to one's the odds, we have the highest stakes Once again I gamble with my very life today Highly-polished metal, the oil makes it gleam Fill the terror chamber, your mind begins to scream Your life is like a trigger, never trouble till you're squeezed Now you crack a smile as you give the gun a tease Place the piston down, now give the gun a spin Soon as the spinning stops, oh no, the game starts in A hateful way of vengeance, a bit of playful sin Load another bullet, the second round begins A couple grains of powder, a couple grams of lead A touch against the trigger, a touch inside the head Take another drink, and raise the last bet Think about my last words, they might be what I just said A click comes from the hammer, that couldn't drive a nail Sense the numbing cold blue, or the red of Hades' grill A fraction of a second, do you lose or maybe still Pass it to the left, and collect your mighty kill Add another bullet, the third round begins Soon as the spinning stops, oh no, the game starts in Please, no IOU's, no markers for death Does anybody play? Anybody, somebody, anybody play? You, you, next victim, you next to die You, you, next victim, you, your turn to die You, come on, next victim, you, your turn to die You die! |