A Musical History

Band, The lyrics

Band, The lyrics

"When I Paint My Masterpiece Lyrics"

Carnage Lyrics
Witchcraft, blood and Satan Meet the face of Death Blood Fire Torture Pain KILL Witchcraft, blood and Satan Meet the face of Death Blood Fire Torture Pain KILL

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Oh, the streets of Rome are filled with rubble,

E A D

ancient footprints are everywhere.

A D A

You could almost think that your seeing double,

E A

On the cold, dark night on the Spanish Stairs.

E A

Gotta hurry on back to my hotel room,

E A D

Where I got me a date with a pretty little girl from Greece.
Time Bomb Lyrics
You said I was mad, you said I'm insane You said It couldn't be done You want me to lose, you want me to die Don't wont me to ruin your fun I'm making a stand, I'm taking a chance I'm living the dreams I had I've got

A D A

She promised she'd be there with me,

E A

When I paint my masterpiece.

D A D A E

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Oh, the hours we spent, inside the Coliseum.

E A

Dodging lions, and a-wasting time,

D A D A

oh those mighty kings of the jungle, I could hardly stand to see'em

E A

Yes it sure has been a long, hard drive.

E A
Mr Disco Lyrics
How can I ever forget you? You don't know just what I've been through. The holiday we spent together, Lives with me now and forever. I tried but I can't find you. Tell me now what do I do? I tried but I
/> Train wheels a-running thru the back of my memory,

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When I ran on a hilltop following a pack of wild geese,

A D A

Someday everything is gonna sound like a rhapsody

E A

When I paint my masterpiece.

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Sailing round the world in a dirty gondola,

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Oh to be back in the land of, Coca-cola.

D A D A

Well I left Rome, and
What's Behind The Mask Lyrics
I been seeing you for months Coming to this place Now what I wanna know is, honey When can I see your face? I know you been hiding something Secrets in your past Whooo, baby, I just gotta know Wha
landed in Brussels,

E A

On a plane ride so BUMPY that I almost cried,

D A D A

Clergy men in uniform, and young girls pulling mussels,

E A

Everyone was there to greet me when I stepped inside,

E A

Newspaper men eating candy,

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Had to be held down by big police.

A D A E A

Someday, its gonna be different, When I paint my masterpiece.

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