If I Were Brittania I'd Waive the Rules
I don't see the future, I feel it day to day Dirty nights are passing by, I gotta learn to pay Trucking down to London, gigs that never end Foggy days and motorways Will drive me round the bend An' again (x 8) Went to see my agent, natty looking gent Dirty dates and dirty plays, We must be trucking bent Only real solution, help me on my way Close my eyes and visualize Some peace to help me play When time is tight your look ain`t right And keeping time is an upward climb P's and q's just follow you And all the time you feel the grime like hell Creeping down the highway, feel like one per cent May god make the papers say We're going where we'll win We don't mind a work down When the night is through Kids give us the feeling that we only give to you
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025
Some people try to tell me that life is a joy Others think I'm crazy when I say it's a toy Only the lonely understand that it's true Only Britannia has the right to waive the rules Any man can realize that love is not a sin All you do is shake it up and then you let it in Any man can realize that life is just a toy Take a chance and waive the rules And make your time a joy I met a woman the other day, She told me that it was egg on my face It was a certain disgrace, I can't take it no more I'm just insisting I do understand, I`ll never be a part of the band They start to teach you at school If I were Britannia, I'd waive the rules Temptation's on your mind, It's gonna make your body high Although you know it was only pride, but I paid You'll earn your ticket out of rock and roll But some are pulling you home I take it that you don't know, It's just a part of the show They couldn't make me see why, There ain`t no blue in the sky That's like they teach you at school Temptation's on your mind, It's gonna make your body high Although you know it `s pride If I were Britannia, I'd waive the rules
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025
You're opening doors, I'm showing you mine Kill some time, and taking our lifetime away I know I feel lost following you Holding the sign that promised Room for another view I never worry about the wind and rain I never hurry it tell me you're the same I couldn't live with a black tomorrow And I'll be sure that it heard its name Well you know the tale I told you before You're calling the shots Making my reason fly out the door
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025
I don't want it honey you believe it I don't need no quacktor to tell me why I can't see it why do we believe it I don't need no quacktor to tell me why Taking all my money away, But I don't understand what the bureaucats say Keep up to my pace, crawling through the rat race I don't need no quacktor to tell me why Exploitation, inter city nation We don't need the quacktor to tell us why Oh working an assembly line But the money we make is a bureaucats slime Oh when I'm walking home Got my heart in my mouth that it hurts me yeah And I'm almost gone I know a man he won't let me know Extra extra read all about it I don't need no quacktor to tell me why They take the high road we take the no road We cannot go back to tell us why Singing on the radio waves But the man in the box He's talking no raise, so pay I don't want it honey you believe it I don't need no quacktor to tell me why, why I can't see it why do we believe it I don't need no quacktor to tell me why Oh when I'm walking home Got my heart in my mouth that it hurts me no I'm almost gone I know a man he don't let me know Oh working an assembly line But the money we make is a bureaucats slime To me, to me Oh, and what's cooking Keep on looking All the time
Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025
Ten thousand men are waiting to take the place of you Much money to be made, they`re exchanging point of view Baby I don't need the action, show me the way to the door Always a sky high percentage, why do I come back for more Love is the reason they ain`t got no place in with me. Life is a game of chess boy, you`re just another pawn Homebreakers claw your heart out They hide with curtains drawn Baby I don't need the action, show me the way to the door Always a sky high percentage, why do I come back for more I'm just protesting 'cause people keep messing me round You keep your eyelids open, don't ever be forlorn `Cause if the money's coming, your battle chips are down Baby I don't need the action, show me the way to the door Always a sky high percentage, why do I come back for more Love has been wasted it should have been tasted by you Love has been wasted time and time again Over and over Baby I don't need the action, show me the way to the door Always a sky high percentage, why do I come back for more I got the notion that love is an ocean of weeds Ten thousand men are waiting to take the place of you Much money to be made, they're exchanging point of view I've got a piece of the action, don't need a key to the door I'm on a sky high persuader why did you come back for more Love is the reason you ain`t got no place in with me Love has been wasted
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025
Heaven knows your name Like the river it flows through my veins Children speak the same As the voice, that I hear plays its game But I know, I know that they'll know That the man in the moon Has a traveling tune Heaven has its face As the thought in my head takes its place You seek it and you will find That people might say you were blind But they know, they know that I know Like the sun and the moon I'll be traveling soon Heaven has no doors Just the thought in my head and it's cold And the voice that we hear Says the words that are close to my ears I'll know, I'll know that they'll know Like the sun and the moon I'll be traveling soon
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025
Black velvet stallion, you are gone Chasing a windsong, be my son Always here wondering Hoof beats are thundering through me Maybe you're running from me Black velvet stallion are you near Carry me far away from my fear Son of an Arab mare Roaming on solid air and free While you are living be free Black velvet stallion be alone Send me a messenger call me home Pictures and silhouettes Spending a pirouette on me Maybe you're coming to me Black velvet stallion you're my child Flower of tenderness growing wild Look through my wilderness No one would ever guess you're me What I am seeing is me
Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025