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Ride The Lightning
FIGHT
FIRE WITH FIRE
Do unto others as they have done unto you
But what in the hell is this world coming to?
Blow the universe into nothingness
Nuclear warfare shall lay us to rest
Fight fire with fire
Ending is near
Fight fire with fire
Bursting with fear
We shall die
Time is like a fuse, short and burning fast
Armageddon is here, like said in the past
Fight fire with fire
Ending is near
Fight fire with fire
Bursting with fear
We shall die
Soon to fill our lungs the hot winds of death
The gods are laughing, so take your last breath
Fight fire with fire
Ending is near
Fight fire with fire
Bursting with fear
We shall die
Fight fire with fire
SONG NOTES
- Part of the 'Kill/Ride medley"
RIDE
THE LIGHTNING
Guilty as charged
But damn it, it ain't right
There is someone else controlling me
Death in the air
Strapped in the electric chair
This can't be happening to me
Who made you God to say
"I'll take your life from you!!"
Flash before my eyes
Now it's time to die
Burning in my brain
I can feel the flame
Wait for the sign
To flick the switch of death
It's the beginning of the end
Sweat, chilling cold
As I watch death unfold
Consciousness my only friend
My fingers grip with fear
What I am doing here?
Flash before my eyes
Now it's time to die
Burning in my brain
I can feel the flame
Someone help me
Oh please God help me
They are trying to take it all away
I don't want to die
Time moving slow
The minutes seem like hours
The final curtain call I see
How true is this?
Just get it over with
If this is true, just let it be
Wakened by horrid scream
Freed from this frightening dream
Flash before my eyes
Now it's time to die
Burning in my brain
I can feel the flame
SONG NOTES
- Song about someone sentenced to die in the electric
chair
- Part of the 'Kill/Ride medley'
FOR
WHOM THE BELL TOLLS
Make his fight on the hill in the early day
Constant chill deep inside
Shouting gun, on they run through the endless grey
On they fight, for they are right, yes, but who's
to say?
For a hill men would kill, why? They do not know
Suffered wounds test there their pride
Men of five, still alive through the raging glow
Gone insane from the pain that they surely know
For whom the bell tolls
Time marches on
For whom the bell tolls
Take a look to the sky just before you die
It is the last time you will
Blackened roar massive roar fills the crumbling sky
Shattered goal fills his soul with a ruthless cry
Stranger now, are his eyes, to this mystery
He hears the silence so loud
Crack of dawn, all is gone except the will to be
Now they see what will be, blinded eyes to see
For whom the bell tolls
Time marches on
For whom the bell tolls
SONG NOTES
- Possibly based on, or titled after, the book by
Ernest Hemingway or movie
based on the same
- A promo 12" of this song was released
- Played live regularly
- Bass intro sampled by The Bloodhound Gang in 1999's
'Mope.'
- Remix titled 'The Irony Of It All' released on
the Spawn
soundtrack
- Covered, somewhat as a country/western song by
Maelstrom
FADE
TO BLACK
Life it seems, will fade away
Drifting further every day
Getting lost within myself
Nothing matters no one else
I have lost the will to live
Simply nothing more to give
There is nothing more for me
Need the end to set me free
Things not what they used to be
Missing one inside of me
Deathly lost, this can't be real
Cannot stand this hell I feel
Emptiness is filing me
To the point of agony
Growing darkness taking dawn
I was me, but now he's gone
No one but me can save myself, but it to late
Now I can't think, think why I should even try
Yesterday seems as though it never existed
Death Greets me warm, now I will just say goodbye
SONG NOTES
- This song was written as a reaction to the band's
equipment being stolen in Boston.
- A promo 12" of this song was released on black
and on glow-in-the-dark green vinyl
- Played live acoustically at the Bridge Benefit
show
TRAPPED
UNDER ICE
I don't know how to live trough this hell
Woken up, I'm still locked in this shell
Frozen soul, frozen down to the core
Break the ice, I can't take anymore
Freezing
Can't move at all
Screaming
Can't hear my call
I am dying to live
Cry out
I'm trapped under ice
Crystallized, as I lay here and rest
Eyes of glass stare directly at death
From deep sleep I have broken away
No one knows, no one hears what I say
Freezing
Can't move at all
Screaming
Can't hear my call
I am dying to live
Cry out
I'm trapped under ice
Scream from my soul
Fate, mystified
Hell, forever more
No release from my cryonic state
What is this? I've been stricken by fate
Wrapped up tight, cannot move, can't break free
Hand of doom has a tight grip on me
Freezing
Can't move at all
Screaming
Can't hear my call
I am dying to live
Cry out
I'm trapped under ice
SONG
NOTES
- Only played live 3 times, the most recent in Chicago
2000 for the band's friend Otto Wier.
ESCAPE
Feel no pain, but my life ain't easy
I know I'm my best friend
No one cares, but I'm so much stronger
I'll fight until the end
To escape from the true false world
Undamaged destiny
Can't get caught in the endless circle
Ring of stupidity
Out for my own, out to be free
One with my mind, they just can't see
No need to hear things that they say
Life is for my own to live my own way
Rape my mind and destroy my feelings
Don't tell my what to do
I don't care now, 'cause I'm on my side
And I can see through you
Feed my brain with your so called standards
Who says that I ain't right
Break away from your common fashion
See through your blurry sight
Out for my own, out to be free
One with my mind, they just can't see
No need to hear things that they say
Life is for my own to live my own way
See they try to bring the hammer down
No damn chains can hold me to the ground
Life is for my own to live my own way
SONG
NOTES
- This song is said to have been written to garner
radio play
- James has stated several times that this is his
least favorite Metallica song
CREEPING
DEATH
Slaves
Hebrews born to serve, to the pharaoh
Heed
To his every word, live in fear
Faith
Of the unknown one, the deliverer
Wait
Something must be done, four hundred years
So let it be written
So let it be done
I'm sent here by the chosen one
So let it be written
So let it be done
To kill the first born pharaoh son
I'm creeping death
Now
Let my people go, land of goshen
Go
I will be with thee, bush of fire
Blood
Running red and strong, down the Nile
Plague
Darkness three days long, hail to fire
So let it be written
So let it be done
I'm sent here by the chosen one
So let it be written
So let it be done
To kill the first born pharaoh son
I'm creeping death
Die by my hand
I creep across the land
Killing first born man
Die by my hand
I creep across the land
Killing first born man
I
Rule the midnight air the destroyer
Born
I shall soon be there, deadly mass
I
Creep the steps and flood final darkness
Blood
Lambs blood painted door, I shall pass
So let it be written
So let it be done
I'm sent here by the chosen one
So let it be written
So let it be done
To kill the first born pharaoh son I'm creeping death
SONG
NOTES
- Based on the story of Passover from the bible
- James wrote the lyrics from the first half of
the movie, The Ten Commandments
- Kirk used a riff he wrote while in Exodus for
this song
- Regularly played live
- Played acoustically, as requested by baseball
star Mike Piazza, on the 'Don't Call Us' radio special
- Released as a single November 23, 1984
Call
Of Ktulu
instrumental
Lead bass by Cliff Burton
SONG
NOTES
- Original working title of 'When Hell Freezes Over'
given to an excerpt that was used as a live intro
to "Phantom" on the summer/fall '83 tour.
- Last song written with Mustaine
- 'Ktulu' refers to HP Lovecraft's 'Cthulhu/Cthulu/Ktulu/Klulu'
(there are various spellings
- Appeared on the soundtrack for Paradise
Lost: The Child Murders at Robin Hood Hills
- Played live at the S&M shows
- Michael Kamen's favorite Metallica peice
- Has been played live, in full as well as as part
of an 'instrumental medley'
All
songs Copyright Creeping Death Music, ASCAP.
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Gimme fuel
Gimme fire
Gimme that which I desire, ooh
Yeah
Turn on, I see red
Adrenaline crash and crack my head
Nitro junkie, paint me dead
And I see red
A hundred plus, through black and white, ah
Warhorse, warhead
Fuck 'em man, white knuckle tight
Through black and white
Ooh, on I burn
Fuel is pumping engines
Burning hard, loose, and clean
And on I burn
Churning my direction
Quench my thirst with gasoline
So gimme fuel
Gimme fire
Gimme that which I desire
Yeah
Turn on beyond the bone
Swallow future, spit out home
Burn your face upon the chrome
Yeah, oh yeah
Take the corner, join the crash
Headlights (Head on)
Headlines
Another junkie lives too fast
Yeah, lives way too fast, fast, fast, woah
Ooh, on I burn
Fuel is pumping engines
Burning hard, loose, and clean
And on I burn
Churning my direction
Quench my thirst with gasoline
So gimme fuel
Gimme fire
Gimme that which I desire
Gimme fuel
Gimme fire
My desire
Ooh, on I burn
Fuel is pumping engines
Burning hard, loose, and clean
And on and on
Churning my direction
Quench my thirst with gasoline
Gimme fuel
Gimme fire
Gimme that which I desire, ooh!
On I burn
SONG
NOTES
An alternate version, called 'Fuel for Fire' was released
as b-side
Released as a single and as video by Wayne Isham
The live intro to the song feature Kirk on slide guitar
sounding like a ravving car engine
Appears in Hot Wheels Turdo, an EA home video game for
Playstation
Appears in Test Drive Off-Road Wide Open, am Infogames
home video game for the Playstation2
Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane
But the memory remains
Heavy rings on fingers wave
Another star denies the grave
See the nowhere crowd
Cry the nowhere cheers of honor
Like twisted vines that grow
Hide and swallow mansions whole
And dim the light of an already
Faded prima donna
Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane
Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane
But the memory remains
Heavy rings hold cigarettes
Up to lips that time forgets
While the Hollywood sun sets
Behind your back
And can't the band play on?
Just listen, they play my song
Ash to ash, dust to dust
Fade to black
Fortune, fame
Mirror, vane
Gone insane
Fortune, fame
Mirror, vane
Gone insane
Dance little tin goddess dance
Da da da da da da da,
Da da da da
Da da da da da da da,
Da da da da da
Da da da da da da da,
Da da da da
Da da da da da da da
Da da da da
Drift away
Fade away
Little tin goddess
Ash to ash
Dust to dust
Fade to black
Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane
Fortune, fame
Mirror vain
Gone insane
But the memory remains
Ash to ash
Dust to dust
Fade to black
The memory remains
Yeah
To this faded prima donna, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Dance little tin goddess dance
Da da da da da da da,
Da da da da
Da da da da da da,
Da da da da da
Da da da da da da,
Da da da da
Da da da da da da,
Da da da da
Da
Da da da da da da da,
Da da da da
Da da da da da da,
Da da da da
Da da da da da da da,
Da da da da
Say yes, at least say hello
Da da da da da da da,
Da da da da da
Say yes, at least say hello
Da da da da da da da,
Da da da da
Da da da da da da da
SONG
NOTES
Featured guest vocals, recorded in Ireland by Marianne
Faithful
Marianne's lines are from the Marilyn Monroe film, The
Misfits
Played live on Saturday Night Live with Marianne Faithful
Released as a single and as video by Wayne Isham
Yeah, I feel you too
Feel those things you do
In your eyes I see a fire that burns
To free the you that's wanting through
Deep inside you know
The seeds I plant will grow
One day you will see
And dare to come down to me
Yeah, come on, come on now, take the chance
That's right
Let's dance
Snake, I am the snake
Tempting that bite you take
Let me make your mind, leave yourself behind
(Hell, yeah, hell, yeah)
Be not afraid
I've got what you need
Your hunger I will feed
One day you will see
And dare to come down to me
Yeah, come on, come on now, take the chance
Ha, ha
Come dance, ah
Yeah, come dancin'
One day you will see
And dare to come down to me
Yeah, come on, come on now, take the chance
Yeah, I feel you too
Feel those things you do
In your eyes I see a fire that burns
To free the you that's wanting through
Deep inside you know
The seeds I plant will grow
One day you will see
And dare to come down to me
Yeah, come on, come on now, take the chance
That's right
Let's dance
It's nice to see you here
Ha, ha
SONG
NOTES
Played live during 1995's 'Escape from the Studio' mini-tour
Said to be about temptation -or sex
Lay beside me
Tell me what they've done
And speak the words I want to hear
To make my demons run
The door is locked now
But it's opened if you're true
If you can understand the me
Then I can understand the you
Lay beside me
Under wicked sky
Through black of day, dark of night
We share this paralyze
The door cracks open
But there's no sun shining through
Black heart scarring darker still
But there's no sun shining through
No, there's no sun shining through
No, there's no sun shining
What I've felt, what I've known
Turn the pages, turn the stone
Behind the door, should I open it for you?
Yeah, what I've felt, what I've known
Sick and tired, I stand alone
Could you be there?
'Cause I'm the one who waits for you
Or are you unforgiven, too?
Come lay beside me
This won't hurt, I swear
She loves me not, she loves me still
But she'll never love again
She lay beside me,
But she'll be there when I'm gone
Black heart scarring darker still
Yeah, she'll be there when I'm gone
Yeah, she'll be there when I'm gone
Dead sure she'll be there
What I've felt, what I've known
Turn the pages, turn the stone
Behind the door
Should I open it for you?
Yeah, what I've felt, what I've known
Sick and tired, I stand alone
Could you be there?
'Cause I'm the one who waits for you
Or are you unforgiven, too?
Lay beside me
Tell me what I've done
The door is closed, so are your eyes
But now I see the sun
Now I see the sun
Yes, now I see it
What I've felt, what I've known
Turn the pages, turn the stone
Behind the door
Should I open it for you?
Yeah, what I've felt, what I've known
So sick and tired, I stand alone
Could you be there?
'Cause I'm the one who waits,
The one who waits for you
Oh, what I've felt, what I've known
Turn the pages, turn the stone
Behind the door
Should I open it for you?
(So I dub thee unforgiven)
Oh, what I've felt
Oh, what I've known
I take this key and I bury it in you
(You labeled me, I'll label you)
Because you're unforgiven, too
(Never be, never me)
'Cause you're unforgiven, too
Oh, oh, oh
SONG
NOTES
James has said he wrote started putting the song together
and realize it was the same chord progression as the original
The Unforgiven
Released as a single and as video by the director of
the original The Unforgiven video Matt Mahurin, it also
features the same actors
James uses a steel guitar in the song as well as a Telecaster
B-Bender
Played live once at the Billboard Music Awards
The band experiment with a "The Unforgiven" medley featuring
parts of both songs
I look at you, then you me
Hungry and thirsty are we
Holding the lion's share
Holding the key
Holding me back 'cause I'm striving to be
Better than you
Better than you
Better than you
Better than you
Lock horns, I push and I strive
Somehow I feel more alive
Bury the need for it
Bury the seed
Bury me deep when there's no will to be
Better than you
Better than you
Ho, better than you
Better than you
Oh, can't stop this train from rollin'
Oh, yo, nothin' brings me down
No, can't stop this train from rollin' on and on, on
No, no
Forever on and on
Oh, can't stop this train from rollin'
Oh, yo, you can't take it down
No, never stop this locomotion, on and on and on and
No, no
You can't bring me down
'Cause I'm better than you
Better than you
Better than you
Better than you
Ooh, better than you
Better than you
Mm, better than you
Better than you
Much better than you
Better than you
Better than you
Oh, better than you
Better than you
Better than you
Better than you
Better than, better than, better than,
Better than you, yeah
Can't stop this train from rollin',
Forever on and on and on and on and on
Forever on and on, on
Oh, yeah
Better than you
Oh, yeah
Ha, ha
Better than you, ha
SONG
NOTES
1998 Grammy winner
Released as a radio single
Excerpts played on Fan Can 1
Don't go lookin' for snakes
You might find them
Don't send your eyes to the sun
You might blind them
Haven't I seen you here before?
Ooh, watch the puppets dancin'
Yeah, see the clowns fall down
Hey, tie your tap shoes tightly
Yeah, and wear them into town
See you crawlin'
See you crawlin' in
Don't go lookin' for snakes
You might find them
Don't send your eyes to the sun
You might blind them
Haven't I seen you here before
There ain't no heroes here, no
No more
Hey, hey, hey
Ooh, play the game so nicely
Oh, check, it's your move now
Yeah, we're standin' in this jungle
Yeah, with serpents I have found
See you crawlin'
See you crawlin' in
Don't go lookin' for snakes
You might find them
Don't send your eyes to the sun
You might blind them
Haven't I seen you here before
Have your heroes disappeared
See you crawlin'
See you crawlin' in
So don't go lookin' for snakes
You might find them
Don't send your eyes to the sun
You might blind them
Haven't I seen you here before
No, there ain't no heroes here
No, no
Haven't I seen you here before
(No there ain't no heroes here)
Don't go lookin' for snakes you might find them
Yeah, haven't I seen you here before
(And have your heroes disappeared)
Don't send your eyes to the sun, you might blind them
SONG
NOTES
Demo named "Fishtank"
Riff very similar to Enter Sandman
Hit dirt, shake tree,
Split sky, part sea
Strip smile, lose cool,
Bleed the day and break the rule
Live win, dare fail,
Eat the dirt and bite the nail
Then make me miss you,
Then make me miss you
So wash your face away with dirt
It don't feel good until it hurts
So take this world and shake it
Come squeeze and suck the day
Come carpe diem, baby
Draw lead, piss wine,
Sink teeth, all mine
Stoke fire, break neck
Suffer through this, cheat on death
Hug the curve, lose the time,
Tear the map and shoot the sign
Then make me miss you,
Oh yeah
Then make me miss you
So wash your face away with dirt
It don't feel good until it hurts
So take this world and shake it
Come squeeze and suck the day
Come carpe diem, baby
Live win, dare fail
Eat dirt, bite the nail
Strip smile, lose cool
Bleed the day and break the rule
Hug the curve, lose the time
Tear the map and shoot the sign
Then make me miss you,
Come on, come on
Then make me miss you
So wash your face away with dirt
It don't feel good until it hurts
So take this world and shake it
Come squeeze and suck the day
Come make me miss you
Come carpe diem, baby
Come carpe diem, baby
SONG
NOTES
Demo named "Skimpy"
Band members thought James should remove the "baby"
from the title, James kept it because he felt it added
a "cockiness" to the song
definition: Carpe Diem: car*pe di*em (noun) Latin,
literally, pluck the day the enjoyment of the pleasures
of the moment without concern for the future
James' arm bears a tattoo reading 'Carpe Diem Baby'
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Bad
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ah
Come clean, 'fess up
Tell all, spill gut
Off the veil, stand revealed
Show the cards, bring it on
Break the seal
Ladies and gentlemen, step right up
And see the man who told the truth
Swing the noose again
Pierce the apple skin
You bit more than you need
Now you're chokin' on the bad seed
On the bad seed
Ah, chokin'
Yeah
Let on, load off
Confess, ah, cast off
At the mercy, the cat is out
Drop the disguise
Spit it up, spit it out
And now what you've all been waiting for
I give you he who suffers the truth
Swing the noose again
Pierce the apple skin
Yeah, you bit more than you need
Now you're chokin' on the bad seed
Chokin' on the bad seed, yeah
Off the veil, stand revealed
Bring it on, break the seal
At the mercy, cat is out
Spit it up, spit it out
Spit it up, spit it out, spit it out now
At the mercy
Swing the noose again
Pierce the apple skin
Bit more than you need
Chokin' on the seed
Swing the noose again
Pierce the apple skin
Yeah, you bit more than you need
Now you're chokin' on the
Ah, ch-ch-chokin', chokin, chokin' on the bad seed,
yeah
Off the veil, stand revealed
Bring it on, break the seal
At the mercy, cat is out
Spit it up, spit it out
Spit it out, spit it out, spit it out now
Chokin' on the bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad seed
SONG
NOTES
So wake up, sleepy one
It's time to save your world
Steal dreams and give to you
Shoplift a thought or two
All children touch the sun
Burn fingers one by one
By one
Will this earth be good to you
Keep you clean or stain through
So wake up sleepy one
It's time to save your world
You're where the wild things are, yeah
Toy soldiers off to war
Big eyes to open soon
Believing all under sun and moon
But does heaven know you're here
And did they give you smiles or tears
No, no tears
Will this earth be good to you
Keep you clean or stain through
So wake up sleepy one
It's time to save your world
You're where the wild things are, yeah
Toy soldiers off to war
You swing your rattle down
Call to arms the trumpet sound
Toy horses start the charge
Robot chessmen standing guard
Hand puppets storm the beach
Fire trucks trapped out of reach
Hand puppets storm the beach
Fire trucks trapped out of reach
All clowns reinforce the rear
Slingshots fire into the air
All clowns reinforce the rear
Slingshots fire into the air
Stuffed bears hold the hill till death
Crossfire from marionettes
Stuffed bears hold the hill till death
Crossfire from marionettes
We shall never surrender
All you children touch the sun
Burn your fingers one by one
Will this earth be good to you
Keep you clean or stain through
So wake up sleepy one
It's time to save your world
You're where the wild things are, now
Toy soldiers off to war, off to war, off to war
So close your little eyes
SONG
NOTES
Demo named "Martini"
Third and final song with a Jason Newsted writing credit
James refered to this tune as a Jason-penned "monster"
The band denies inspiration from the children's book
series of the same name
There's a black cloud overhead
That's me
And the poison ivy chokes the tree
Again it's me
I'm the filthy one on Bourbon Street
You walk on by
I'm the little boy that pushes hard
And makes them cry
There's a dirty needle in you child
Ha, ha, stick me
Empty bottle still in hand,
Still dead, still me
I'm the suit and tie that bleeds the street
And still wants more
I'm the forty-five that's in your mouth
I'm the dirty, dirty whore
Yeah, look it's me
The one who can't be free
Much too young to focus, but too old to see
Hey, look it's me
What no one wants to see
See what you've brought this world,
Just what you wanna see
Hey, ma
Hey, ma, look it's me
And he wants to be called father now,
Me again, me
The marks inside your arm spell me,
Spell only me
I'm the nothing face that plants the bomb
And strolls away
I'm the one who doesn't look quite right
As children play
Yeah, look it's me
The one who can't be free
Much too young to focus, but too old to see
Hey, look it's me
What no one wants to see
See what you've brought this world,
Just what you wanna see
Hey, ma
Hey, ma, look it's me
It's me
Look up to me
What to be and what to fear
Look up to me
Look, it's me, like what you hear
See right through me
See the one who can't be free
See right through me
Look, it's me, what no one wants to see
Hey, hey, hey
See the black cloud over head
That's me
This poison ivy chokes the tree
Again it's me
And I'm the filthy one on Bourbon Street
You walk on by
And I'm the little boy that pushes, pushes,
Makes them cry
Yeah, look it's me
The one who can't be free
Much too young to focus, but too old to see
Hey, look it's me
What no one wants to see
See what you've brought this world,
Just what you wanna see
Hey, ma
Hey, ma, look it's me
It's me
Hey, ma
Hey, ma, look it's me
See right through me
Look up to me
See right through me
Look up to me
SONG
NOTES
Demo named "Driving"
One, two, three, one…
Mm, mm, mm
Mm, mm, mm
Mm, mm, mm
My eyes seek reality
 My fingers
seek my veins
There's a dog at your back step
He must come in from the rain
I fall 'cause I've let go
The net below has rot away
So my eyes, seek reality
And my fingers seek my veins
The trash fire is warm,
But nowhere safe from the storm
And I can't bear to see
What I've let me be,
So wicked and worn
So as I write to you
Of what is done and to do,
Maybe you'll understand
And won't cry for this man,
'Cause low man is due
Please forgive me
My eyes seek reality
My fingers feel for faith
Touch clean with a dirty hand,
I touch the clean to the waste
The trash fire is warm,
But nowhere safe from the storm, yeah
And I can't bear to see
What I've let me be,
So wicked and worn
So as I write to you, yeah
Of what is done and to do, oh yeah,
Maybe you'll understand
And won't cry for this man,
'Cause low man is due
Please forgive me, yeah
Please forgive me
Please forgive me
So low, the sky is all I see
All I want from you is forgive me
So you bring this poor dog in from the rain,
Though he just wants right back out again
I cry to the alleyway
Confess all to the rain
But I lie, lie straight to the mirror,
The one I've broken to match my face
The trash fire is warm,
But nowhere safe from the storm
And I can't bear to see
What I've let me be,
So wicked and worn
So as I write to you, yeah
Of what is done and to do, yeah
Maybe you'll understand
And won't cry for this man,
'Cause low man is due
Please forgive me
Please forgive me
So low, the sky is all I see
All I want from you is forgive me
So you bring this poor dog in from the rain,
Though he just wants right back out again
My eyes seek reality
My fingers seek my veins
Mm, mm, mm, mm
Mm, mm, mm, mm
Mm, mm, mm, mm
SONG
NOTES
Demo named "Mine Eyes"
Similar to Mama Said, this song underwent a massive
transformation to be less of the typical rock/metal ballad
features a hurdy gurdy played by Dave Miles and violin
played by Bernardo Bigalli
James discovered the hurdy gurdy through his friend
and former Faith No More guitarists Jim Martin
The song was played as part of an unplugged set
Two, three, four
Suppose I say
I'm never satisfied
Suppose I say
You cut some roots
To make the tree survive
Just let me kill you for awhile
Just let me kill you for a smile
Just let me kill you once
I'm oh so bored to death
Ooh, I hunger
I hunger
I eat
Born into attitude
Asleep at the wheel
Throw all your bullets in the fire
And run like hell
Why kill the fever
What ever happened to sweat
Suppose I say
The vultures smile at me
Suppose I say
I've sent them down
And they plan to pick you clean
And satisfaction this way comes
And satisfaction this way comes
And satisfaction's here and gone, gone, yeah, gone again
Ooh, I hunger
Ooh, I hunger
I eat
Born into attitude
Asleep at the wheel
Throw all your bullets in the fire
And stand there
Born into attitude
Twist mother tongue
Throw all your bullets in the fire
And run like hell
Why cure the fever
What ever happened to sweat
Just let me kill you for a while
Just let me kill you for a smile
Just let me kill you once for me
I'm bored to death
And satisfaction this way comes
And satisfaction this way comes
Satisfaction's here and gone, gone, gone again
Yeah, I hunger
Ooh, I hunger
I eat
Born into attitude
Asleep at the wheel
Throw all your bullets in the fire
And stand there
Born into attitude
Twist mother tongue
Throwin' all your bullets in the fire
And run like hell
Why cure the fever
What ever happened to sweat
SONG
NOTES
Demo named "Lenny"
Kirk originally thought this was meant to be an upbeat
song, his opinion changed with the lyrical content
The "throw all your bullets in a fire" refers to a joke
played by the late Cliff Burton, he would throw live bullets
into a bon fire at the Maxwell House Ranch
Dolls of voodoo all stuck with pins
One for each of us and our sins
So you lay us in a line
Push your pins, they make us stumble
Only you can tell, in time
 If we fall
or merely stumble
But tell me, can you heal what father's done,
Or fix this hole in a mother's son?
Can you heal the broken worlds within,
Can you strip away so we may start again?
Tell me, can you heal what father's done
Or cut this rope and let us run?
Just when all seems fine and I'm pain free
You jab another pin, jab another pin in me
Mirror, mirror, upon the wall
Break the spell or become the doll
See you sharpening the pins
So the holes will remind us
We're just a toys in the hands of another
And in time the needles turn from shine to rust
But tell me, can you heal what father's done
Or fix this hole in a mother's son?
Can you heal the broken worlds within
Can you strip away so we may start again?
Tell me, can you heal what father's done
Or cut this rope and let us run?
Just when all seems fine and I'm pain free
You jab another pin, jab another pin in me
Yeah, jab it
Go and jab it
Blood for face
Sweat for dirt
Three X's for the stone
To break this curse
A ritual's due
I believe I'm not alone
Shell of shotgun
Pint of gin
Ah, numb us up to shield the pins
Renew our faith which-a way we can
To fall in love with life again,
To fall in love with life again,
To fall in love with life again,
To fall in love, to fall in love,
To fall in love with life again
So tell me, can you heal what father's done
Or fix this hole in a mother's son?
Can you heal the broken worlds within
Can you strip away so we may start again?
Yeah, tell me, can you heal what father's done
Or cut this rope and let us run?
Just when all seems fine and I'm pain free
You jab another pin, jab another pin in me, yeah, yeah
No more pins in me, yeah
No more, no more pins in me
No more, no more pins in me
No more, no more, no more, no, no, no
SONG
NOTES
Demo named "Fixer"
The song has many voodoo overtones, possibly inspired
by New Orleans through the band's friend and New Orleans
native Pepper Keenan from COC
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