Lyrics

Troubled Times

A million men are marching silently off to war,
A million women wondering what are they fighting for,
Now that you know it’s all a pernicious pack of lies,
What are you gonna do about it before you die?

A million women weep for men they will see no more,
Another sleepless nightmare knocking upon your door,
When will you wake up, will you finally realise,
Its silent weapons, quiet wars and a democide.

Death, my friend
It’s wings are spreading wide again,
A tide in the affairs of men,
The money changes hands again…

In Troubled Times
In Troubled Times
In Troubled Times

In Troubled Times,
In Troubled Times,
In Troubled Times

Lyrics by kind permission of QuigleyMEDIA/TuneCore Publishing Ltd. (Copyright 2013)

Abyssinian Demesne

White smoke curls
Through blackened skies,
Hangs a while, then
Turns and smiles, says:
“Truth will out and you will know,
Just how far there is to go.”
So we’ll go down and build our ships,
We’ll build them strong,
To last the trip.

Black smoke smirks,
Then turns away,
“You’re doomed to die another day”, crowing:
“We dare the pure to go do its worst”
Then mocks the meek and cast its curse.
But we shall steer
Our ships so we,
Can fan the flames of liberty.

Grey smoke swirls,
As one entwined,
Both black and white wage war so blind,
You steal our hearts,
We steel our souls,
We built our ships to reach our goals,
So we’ll go down and build more ships,
We’ll build them strong to last the trip.

Lyrics reproduced by kind permission of QuigleyMUSIC (C) 2011 MCPS/PRS (PRSformusic)


(Why Did They Kill) Joe Hill

Why did they kill?
Did they kill?
They killed Joe Hill
They killed Joe Hill

My will is easy to decide,
For there ain’t nothing to divide,
My kin don’t need to fuss and moan,
Moss does not cling to a rolling stone,
My body, oh, if I could choose,
I would to ashes it reduce,
And let some merry breeze blow,
My dust to where some flowers grow,
Perhaps some fading flower then,
Would come to life and bloom again,
This is my last and final will,
Good luck to all of you – Joe Hill”

Why did they kill?
Did they kill?
They killed Joe Hill
They killed Joe Hill

Lyric 2008 Paul Quigley (adapted Joe Hill’s Last Will & Testament, 1915) MCPS PRS

Scars

Time, time heals no scars
Just the pain
The pain in my heart,
And i know,
Just how you feel
There’s a pain that’s in my heart,
And in my soul.

And I know just how it feels,
Yeah you know just how you feel.
And you know just how it feels,
To be alone.

Time, time weaves a spell
As we enter a personal hell,
And I know just how it feels,
Just how it feels,
There’s a pain that in my heart
And in my soul, oh yeah.

And I know just how it feels,
You know justn how it feels,
And we know just how it feels,
To be alone.

Time, time heal no scars
As the pain
Rips through my heart
No i never, never, never, never, never, never
Meant you no harm,
There’s a fire that’s in my veins
But my blood runs cold.

And i know just how it feels
Yeah you know just how it feels,
We know feels
To be alone…
To be alone…

Who will grieve,
Grieve when I’m gone,
Just a faded
Face on a wall
So I’ll never never never ever
Come here again
Cause the pain dripped out and left me
Drenched to the bone.

And I know just how it feels,
Yeah you know just how it feels,
And we know just how it feels,
To be alone.
To be alone.
To be alone.

(C) 2012 QuigleyMEDIA MCPS-PRS http://www.prsformusic.com


Overload

Just don’t talk to me,
I don’t want to know,
Can’t keep my feelings restrained,
I’ve thrown off the shackles,
Broken my bonds,
At last this beast has been unchained

Overload
I get the feeling
Overload
Do you get the feeling?
Overload
Well I get the feeling,
Overload

Ride through the day then
Blast through the night,
Just give it all that you’ve got,
No sadness, just madness,
We’ve all gone insane,
It’s magic, so keep it that way

Overload
I get the feeling,
Overload
Do you get the feeling?
Overload
I get the feeling,
Overload


Screaming For Mercy

Ain’t no peace for the wicked
No peace for those who choose to fall,
A face peers through your broken window,
Pins you right up against the wall,
Eyes tear through your tattered skin,
Hands in your pocket and the siren’s din,
Head starts spinning, excuses run thin,
I said ‘Never give up when you wanna give in’
Just hold on, get a grip on yourself,
Though your stomach’s churnin’,
Keep the passion burning,
Hold, get a grip on yourself,
Though your head’s explodin’,
Go on and on reloading…

Screaming For Mercy
Screaming For Mercy
Screaming For Mercy
Screaming For Mercy

Highway crawlin’ flash in the street,
Mirrored terror sheer cold heat,
Battle-scarred heroes beating retreat,
You gotta get out of the kitchen if you can’t stand the heat,
Never had a feelin’ that I couldn’t control,
I’m a soul survivor when the Big Bell tolls,
There’s an evil presence it’s a lurkin’ near.
In the screamin’ silence you can’t hear,

Just hold on, get a grip on yourself,
Though your stomach’s churnin’, keep the passion burning,
Hold on, get a grip on yourself,
Though your head’s exploding
Go on and on reloading.

Screaming For Mercy
Screaming For Mercy
Screaming For Mercy
Screaming For Mercy


Barricades

Hey let me know ya,
Let me get inside,
Inside your head,
Within your heart,
Forget your foolish pride,
Reject the jibes,
That bite so deep,
They’re plastic, caustic fear,
Cosmetic powers easily devour
The ones who squirm and sneer,
I said:

Break ’em down.
Down the barricades
Break ’em down,
Down the barricades,
Break down,
Down the barricades,
Break ’em down,
Down the barricades!

See them act,
Hear them laugh,
A hollow, empty sound,
Exotica, erotica, neurotica profound
I said:

Break ’em down,
Down the barricades,
Break ’em down,
Down the barricades,
Break down,
Down the barricades,
Break ’em down,
Down the barricades!


Storm Break Loose

Storm Break Loose
Storm Break Loose
Storm Break Loose
Storm!

It’s party time again,
I’m in the mood,
My multicoloured friends are looking good,

Storm clouds race across the shattered skies,
Boredom chokes on envy slowly dies

So let the storm break loose,
Storm break loose
My head’s inside a noose
Let the storm break loose


Looks Like Love

Once I had a reason to believe the things I saw,
The truth was there for me to see, but I just looked for more,
Now
Slipping down the spirals,
Going down,
Round and round in circles
Lashing out,
At anyone who calls me,
Can I repair the fragements of my soul?

Now I’ve got a reason to detest the things I’ve seen,
Reality betrayed the truth
Got blown to smithereens,

Now,
Crawling from the chaos,
Crashing down,
You know there’s no survival,

Cry for the future,
Dyin’ for the past,
Living for loving,
A love that wouldn’t last.

‘Cause it looks like love,
You know I’ve seen her here before,
Blind to the heartache,
Rotten to the core.

Did I have a reason to destroy the dreams I feared,
I can silhouette the images, then make them disappear,
Run, when you see here coming
She’s the one, I’ve warned you please believe me,
On the run,
Just trust me, spread your wings and fly away

Somewhere I’ll find a haven in your heart,
And rest my bones before they’re torn apart,
A pause for thought, to sleep perchance to dream,
And wrenched from slumber, soaked in stifled screms,
Some day I’ll find a comfort in your arms,
Forget about the misery and harm,
But I’ll sleep with one eye open
‘Til the day I’ve chased the wanton ghost of love away.

Lyric 1986 Paul Quigley MCPS-PRS


Copyright (c) 1984-2012 Paul Quigley / QuigleyMUSIC MCPS-PRS All Rights Reserved


One Response to Lyrics

  1. Emidio Vaz says:

    You guys have amazing music! Try and make it over for a N.American tour, it’s time gentleman \m/

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