Rock 'N' Lyrics

 Panic Attack Judas Priest Lyrics: The clamour and the clatter of incensed keys Can bring a nation to its knees On the wings of a lethal icon Bird of prey It's a sign of the times when bedlam rules When the masses condone pompous fools And the scales of justice tip in disarray   Panic attack, panic attack Panic attack, panic attack   Matters of fact fall on deaf ears While the bitter mobs ramp up their fears Go creeping round those corridors of power As the dead heads gladly suffer sins While the euthanising then begins The clock is ticking down to doomsday hour   Panic attack, panic attack Panic attack, panic attack   Alien nations gleam Cybertronic schemes Fibre optic mass hypnotic Wild neurotic memes   Cynicism greed is what you're fed Disconnecting from the world wide web   It don't matter about your choice 'Cause all you've got is an empty voice And there's no way left to tell what's ...

 The Pot Tool Lyrics: Who are you to wave your finger? You must have been out of your head Eye hole deep in muddy waters You practically raised the dead   Rob the grave to snow the cradle Then burn the evidence down Soapbox, house of cards and glass So don't go tossin' your stones around   You must have been high You must have been high You must have been   Foot in mouth and head up ass So what you talkin' 'bout? Difficult to dance 'round this one 'Til you pull it out, boy!   You must have been so high You must have been so high   Steal, borrow, refer, save your shady inference Kangaroo done hung the jury with the innocent   Now you're weeping shades of cozened indigo Got lemon juice up in your eye When you pissed all over my black kettle You must have been high, high You must have been high, high   Who are you to wave your finger? So full of it Eyeballs deep in muddy ...

 Fire And Steel Saxon Lyrics: Feeding the furnace and melting the iron Crusting and grinding and smelting the steel Steaming and sweating the fruits of their labour The best in the world is called Sheffield steel   Flames flying into the night Searing white heat, blinding light   Fire and steel made this mighty city Fire and steel, forged by working hands Fire and steel, red hot and heavy Fire and steel, the finest in the land   White hot and molten and flowing like lava Bending and shaping and pounding the iron Lifting and shifting the weight of the city Shipping and moving their steel 'cross the world   Man and machine never stop Forging their steel on the clock   Fire and steel made this mighty city Fire and steel, forged with working hands Fire and steel, red hot and heavy Fire and steel, the finest in the land   The sound of the city, the crushing of metal Blending the iron to make into st...

 Crown Of Horns Judas Priest Lyrics: I learned the hard way That what you dream for Comes from the pain you hold inside I'm on a long road There is no answer You have to hold the love you find I'd wait so helpless But love was waiting Just like an angel in the dark   Heavy is the crown of horns that rests upon this head Heavy is the crown of horns from all the blood he shed   The days seemed endless No sense of calling Until the daylight came to be I thought of rapture To end this capture Then something grew inside of me I found my way now And I am soaring Almost touching every star   Heavy is the crown of horns that rests upon this head Heavy is the crown of horns from all the blood he shed Heavy is the crown of horns that kept the faith so bright Heavy is the crown of horns that gave me all this life   I'll call out to the world tonight To raise your horns up high I'm calling to the world toni...

 Rain On The Graves Bruce Dickinson Lyrics: In a country churchyard I came across a man He smiled and slowly beckoned me With a trembling hand Did you come to gamble Or did you come to pray What’s the meaning of your business here On a stormy day The raindrops spattered on the tomb From grey and leaden Skies Deny me once, deny me twice But don’t look in my eyes...   There is rain on the graves There is rain on the graves There is rain on the graves It’s just rain, rain, rain There is rain on the graves But you came to be saved There is rain on the graves Let it wash your soul of dying   Faithless, he denied the truth That he had come to steal To kneel before the poet Not the altar or the priest He’s washed himself in misery Before he came to pray He’d hoped in his false penitence Some sympathy he’d sway   There is rain on the graves There is rain on the graves There is rain on the graves It’s j...