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srijeda, 11.04.2007.

RIJEĆI PJESAMA IZ JEDNOG ALBUMA, GRUPE BILLY TALENT

Devil In A Midnight Mass
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nfEmbIaaBU8

A devil in a midnight mass,
He preyed behind stained glass
A memory of Sunday class,
Resurrected from the past

Hold your breath and count to four
Pinky swears don’t work no more
Footsteps down the hallway floor,
Getting closer to my door
I was alive, but now I’m singing…

Silent Night… for the rest of my life,
Silent Night… for the rest of my life,
Violent Knight… at the edge of your knife,
“Forgive me Father”…don’t make it right
Silent Night… for the rest of my life,
Silent Night… at the edge of your knife,
You’re guilty!

A devil in a midnight mass,
Killed the boy inside the man
The holy water in his hands,
Can never wash away his sins

Hold your breath and count to four
Pinky swears don’t work no more
Put my trust in God that day,
Not the man that taught his way
I was alive, but now I’m singing…

Silent Night… for the rest of my life,
Silent Night… for the rest of my life,
Violent Knight… at the edge of your knife,
“Forgive me Father”…don’t make it right
Silent Night… for the rest of my life,
Silent Night… at the edge of your knife
You’re guilty!

Whisper, whisper… don’t make a sound,
Your bed is made; it’s in the ground

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Red Flag
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7En9uIDdc50

Cast off the crutch that kills the pain,
The red flag waving never meant the same
The kids of tomorrow don’t need today,
When they live in the sins of yesterday

Well I’ve never seen us act like this,
Our only hope is the minds of kids,
And they’ll show us a thing or two

Our only weapons are the guns of youth,
It’s only time before they tighten the noose,
And then the hunt will be on for you

The red flag waving never meant the same…
Cast off the crutch that kills the pain,
The red flag waving never meant the same
The kids of tomorrow don’t need today,
When they live in the sins of yesterday

Like the smallest bee packs a sting,
Like a pawn checkmates a king,
We’ll attack at the crack of dawn

Build a ladder if there’s a wall,
Don’t be afraid to slip and fall,
Speak for yourself, or they’ll speak for you

The red flag waving never meant the same…

Cast off the crutch that kills the pain,
The red flag waving never meant the same
The kids of tomorrow don’t need today,
When they live in the sins of yesterday

Like a fire, don’t need water
Like a jury, needs a liar
Like riot, don’t need order
Like a madman, needs a martyr

We don’t need them!

Cast off the crutch that kills the pain,
The red flag waving never meant the same
The kids of tomorrow don’t need today,
When they live in the sins of yesterday

We don’t need them!

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Fallen Leaves
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q0RAKVjFKRc


In a crooked little town, they were lost and never found
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves… on the ground

I hitched a ride, until the coast
To leave behind, all of my ghosts
Searching for something, I couldn’t find at home

Can’t get no job, can you spare a dime?
Just one more hit, and I’ll be fine
I swear to God, this’ll be my one last time!

In a crooked little town, they were lost and never found
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves… on the ground
Run away before you drown, or the streets will beat you down
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves… on the ground

When it gets dark, in Pigeon Park
Voice in my head, will soon be fed
By the vultures, that circle round the dead!

In a crooked little town, they were lost and never found
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves… on the ground
Run away before you drown, or the streets will beat you down
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves… on the ground

I never once thought, I’d ever be caught!
Staring at sidewalks, hiding my track marks!
I left my best friends, or did they just leave me?

In a crooked little town, they were lost and never found
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves… on the ground
Run away before you drown, or the streets will beat you down
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves… on the ground

Run away before you drown!
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves… on the ground

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