Renegade
Oh my god There's millions of them! I've seen a fire start in Frisco The day that the earth quaked I've seen buildings a-blazing Throwing up in flames I heard men, women and children Crying out to their God for mercy But their God didn't listen So they were burned alive They went down, down, deep underground In the great disaster I was hanging out in Berlin In the year one thousand nine hundred and thirty nine I've seen Hitler's storm troopers March right across the Maginot Line I've seen two world wars I've seen men send rockets out into space I foresee a holocaust An angel of death descending to destroy the human race Down, down, deep undergound A great disaster In the sixteenth century there was a French philosopher By the name of Nostradamus Who prophesised that in the late twentieth century An angel of death shall waste this land A holocaust the likes of which This planet had never seen Now, I ask you Do you believe this to be true? I was standing by the bedside The night that my father died He was crying out in pain To his God he said, "Have mercy, mercy!" His body was riddled with a disease Unknown to man so he expected no cure But before he died that night He was lost, insane He went down, down, deep underground A great disaster You'll go down, down, deep underground A great disaster I think they've got now! Angel of Death (Lynott, Wharton) [Lorelei version] -------------- I was hanging round in Frisco In the year of one hundred and nineteen six When I heard about the earthquake The world trembled from within I saw the fire ragin Through all that time I heard people dying They went down, down, deep underground In the great disaster I was hanging out in Berline In the year one hundred nineteen and thirty nine I've seen Hitler's storm troopers March right across the Maginot line I've seen men run away crying "Gas!" Right in front of their throats I wouldn't think that I was squeezing They went down, down, deep underground a great disaster I was standing at the bedside That night my father died I could see him crying for mercy A disease had got his body I was afraid then As I am now The Lord did not hear him He went anyhow He went down, down, deep underground It was a disaster I will go down, down, underground To meet my master Down, down
Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025
He's just a boy that his lost his way He's a rebel that has fallen down He's a fool been blown away To you and me he's a renegade He's a clown that we put down He's a man that doesn't fit He's a king but not in this town To you and me he's a renegade But he is a king when he's on his own He's got a bike and that's his throne And when he rides he's like the wind To you and me he's a renegade He's just a boy who has lost his sights He's a stranger, prowls the night He's a devil, that's right To you and me he's a renegade Check it out, check his face Look at his eyes, they're so sly I wonder why he cries from the inside I wonder why he's a renegade Oh please, I'm on my begged bended knees Oh please, please heed my call He's just a boy that has lost his way He's just a boy, that's all
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025
Set me on my destination Point me the way to my position What's the meaning of my mission I have made my decision clear I don't need another reason I don't want anymore prime time I have made my decision Not for the first but for the last time I'm setting on slow I'm building it up I'm letting it go The pressure will blow on time I don't want another story You can place it with your nursery rhymes I don't want to take the glory Why don't you and him take it this time I don't need another reason I can't make another plan I know you're both in secret liason So we must go our separate ways I'm setting on slow I'm building it up I'm letting it go The pressure will blow on time So I'll keep pushing my position Till the pressure builds it well But I keep pressing your decision Till you've made your mind up as well I can't take another season I can't make another play I know you're in secret liason So we must go our separate ways I'm setting on slow I'm building it up I'm letting it go The pressure will blow on time
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025
I better keep myself from being busted I better keep myself out of jail 'Cause I ain't got a friend to get me trusted That's why my mama sends my money through the mail I've been down on my luck I've been down on my wealth I'm gotta stop taking care of business Start taking care of my health I've gotta leave this town I've gotta leave this town behind I've gotta leave this town tonight Well I set off down the main street With such a long, long way to go But before I started I was cornered on the corner Still waiting for my sugar to show I've been down on my luck I've been down on my wealth I've gotta stop taking care of somebody's else's business Start taking care of myself I've gotta leave this town I've gotta leave this town behind I've gotta leave this town tonight I was fooling around with the sheriff's daughter She was a real fine fox But the sheriff he came after And threatened to lock me in a cell box He showed me his magnum He showed me his shotgun He stuck it in my face And said, "Boy, I think you best be gone" I've gotta leave this town I've gotta leave this town behind I've gotta leave this town tonight
Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025
They say people out in Hollywood Live their life out in black and white They're living out a technicolor dream Next day they're a star overnight Not like living in New York Man, it's tougher Not like in London town Boy, you suffer Nobody give a break When you're down on your luck Everybody's on the take When you're down on your luck You can't make a mistake When you're down on your luck People out in Hollywood They got a lot of class You see the boys strutting down the boulevard Trying to make a pass Not like in New York It's high rise, it's concrete and complex Not like in London town It reigns down on its subjects Nobody give a damn When you're down on your luck Nobody understands When you're down on your luck Lady Chance, she won't dance When you're down on your luck People out in Hollywood They can make it to the stars They can reach the screen Drive around in big expensive convertible cars Not like in New York All you've got is Broadway Not like in the west end of London You can't make it no way Nobody give a damn When you're down on your luck Nobody understands When you're down on your luck You've got to strut your stuff When you're down on your luck You can't take it easy, it ain't good enough When you're down on your luck Everybody's on the make When you're down on your luck Nobody give a fair deal When you're down on your luck Nobody understands my Uncle Sam When you're down on your luck I'm ready for the dance When you're down on your luck I gotta make a dollar holler When you're down on your luck
Hey listen closely Listen while I tell you Why he loves you And what he misses mostly It's pointless his pretending He's got a broken heart A broken heart That needs mending You didn't tell him You didn't want to see him again He's going crazy He's reckless Without you baby He's helpless It's deadly how you broke him He's a fool Without you baby I'm not joking You didn't tell him You didn't want to see him again Now when I'm down My friends they come around And when I'm upset My friends they help me forget But how can he forget? He hasn't got a friend 'Cos no one told him You didn't want to see him again He's all washed up and washed out Without you baby Every place he goes He's thrown out He's turned vicious He's malicious Just goes to show how much he misses You know what He wouldn't tell me You didn't want to see him again You didn't tell him You didn't want to see him again I couldn't tell him You didn't want to see him again I didn't tell him You didn't want to see him again
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025
Check out Fats, he's a real cool cat He's got a black and white tux with lots of class He says, "I love that jazz. I love that razz-ma-tazz. I love to swing." "I just go crazy when you give me room to do my thing." That's Fats Well, check out Fats, he's a real cool cat He's got bright white spats and sharp dark trilby hat He's got a chick that's slick and I like her looks And I like the way her lipstick, it matches the carnation on his tux I love his jazz, I love his style, it makes me feel so nice Oh Fats, won't you play for ma a while? That's Fats Oh well, Sigmund Freud, he gets very annoyed He was checking out Fats and Waller just don't like that cat He said, "I don't like his looks, I don't like his fashion." I love his jazz, I love his style, it makes me feel so nice Oh Fats, won't you play for me a while? Not that Fats He's such a real cool cat, that's Fats. Nobody plays that jazz, not like Fats
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025
She was a Mexican girl, she had Mexican blood I seen it the night that she died She was a Mexican girl, she had Mexican blood Oh how she could drive that Mexican boy wild He's on the run near El Paso And he'll cross all across America He's leaving behind old Mexico And his girl that pretty Mexican girl that died She had Mexican blood He was a Mexican boy with a Mexican smile And he drank a little tequila He was a Mexican boy in a Mexican town And oh how he loved his young senorita Now and then he'd cross the Rio Grande And he'd come back a wanted hunted man And his Mexican girl was his Mexican prize And that girl was his girl that pretty Mexican girl that died She had Mexican blood He was a cowboy's boy and a cowboy's son And on his side he had a gun He was a cowboy's boy, he was the law He was out looking for someone That night he rode into town The Mexican boy tried to gun him down That's when his heart broke up inside 'cause lying on the ground Was his girl that pretty Mexican girl, she died She had Mexican blood He loved her and she loved him And when he lost her Oh how it hurt him He loved her I seen it the night she died That's when he lost her Now his heart is broken He loved her and she loved him And when he lost her he lost everything
Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025
The man finds himself alone for the first time in his life He's always got a problem, he's got to work it out wrong or right He's got to work it out, he's so lonely in the night He's got to work it all alone Now who in the world would believe that he's got another trick up his sleeve And who in the world wants to know which way should he go Which way should he turn? Which way should he learn? Which day should he stop? Which way to the top? I remember him when we were friends, when we were young, way back then I still can recall when we were small how he tried his best to warn us all This living on his own has turned his heart to stone and it's all pain He sits out on his own and eats his heart out alone in the pouring rain Now who in the world would have know That just a few years ago his love could have grown and grown Through the rain, the sleet and snow But the rain, the sleet and snow chills the heart and kills the soul So the let the cold winds blow What he doesn't see he doesn't know I remember him when we were friends, when we were young, way back then I recall it all when we were small how he tried his best to warn us all I remember it still, I always will when we were friends way back then I recall it all when we were small how he tried his best to warn us all He said, "Watch out for the danger" He said, "Watch out" The man is a winner for the first time in his life He looks a little thinner but he says "Hey that doesn't matter" But if you look closely You'll see a cold smug self-satisfactory smile behind And now that he has won it doesn't matter how or which way it was done Now that he's in control, revenge is in his heart and soul The power is at his fingertips, vengeance is on his lips But the power he fought to control now has got him in its grips I remember him when we were friends, when we were young, way back then I recall it all when we were small how he tried his best to warn us all I remember it still, I always will when we were friends way back then I recall it all when we were small how he tried his best to warn us all I remember him when we were friends, when we were young, way back then But now we're all grown up and we're strangers You see, bit by bit, part by part, we slipped and slipped Till we'd grown apart and now we're strangers
Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025
The Trouble Boys came in I guess they'd been out fighting and a'raving It wasn't long before they moved in And picked up the girls that we'd brought to It closed at ten o'clock I had to move fast To get my baby back from the Trouble Boys Twenty-five guys from the east side of the city Kings of hell-raising in the neigborhood One of them walked up and started dancing with my baby Who was crying because I didn't stop him All I could say honey was "This guy is bigger than the both of us" Trouble Boys, and the Trouble Boys all around me No one like getting sand kicked in their face But I don't know anyone who'd stand face to face with the Trouble Boys Yes the Trouble Boys I thought to myself it was time to make a move I breathed my last sigh and I started to groove with my babe Who was still dancing with the other guy By the look in her eye I was a martyr 'Cause no one cuts in on the Trouble Boys Twenty-five gorillas standing all around I was shaking like a leaf on an Autumn tree The leader came up and took me by the hand He shook it like a brother He didn't crush it after all He said, "You're ok, you're the only one who's stood up to the Trouble Boys"
Submitted by Nargaroth — Nov 09, 2025
It serves me right to suffer It serves me right to be alone It serves me right to suffer It serves me right to be alone You see I'm living in the memory Of a day that has passed and gone Everytime I see a woman You know it makes me think about mine Everytime I see a woman You know it makes me think about mine You see I'm living in the memory Of a woman I've left behind It serves me right to suffer It serves me right to be alone It serves me right to suffer It serves me right to be alone Now I'm living in the memory Of a woman that has passed and gone
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Nov 09, 2025
They say people out in Hollywood Live their life out in black and white They're livin' out a technicolor dream Next day, they're a star overnight Not like in New York Man, it's tougher Not like in London town Boy, you suffer Nobody give a break When you're down on your luck Everybody's on the take When you're down on your luck You can't make a mistake When you're down on your luck People out in Hollywood They got a lot of class You see the boys struttin' down the boulevard Tryna make a pass Not like in New York It's high rise, it's concrete and complex Not like in old London town It reigns down on its subjects Nobody give a damn When you're down on your luck Nobody understand When you're down on your luck Lady chance, she won't dance When you're down on your luck People out in Hollywood They can make it to the stars They can reach the screen Drive around in big expensive convertible cars Not like in New York All you got is Broadway Not like the west end of London You can't make it no way Nobody give a damn When you're down on your luck Everybody's on the take When you're down on your luck You can't make a mistake When you're down on your luck People out in Hollywood They got a lot of class They're livin' out a technicolor dream Next day, they're a star overnight Not like in New York Man, it's tougher Not like in London town Boy, you suffer Nobody give a break When you're down on your luck Everybody's on the take When you're down on your luck You can't make a mistake When you're down on your luck Nobody understands When you're down on your luck Lady chance won't dance When you're down on your luck Whoo-hoo You gotta strut your stuff When you're down on your luck You can't take it easy, that ain't good enough When you're down on your luck Everybody's on the make When you're down on your luck Whoo-hoo Nobody give a fair deal When you're down on your luck Nobody understands my Uncle Sam When you're down on your luck Whoo, I'm ready for the dance When you're down on your luck I gotta make a dollar holler When you're down on your luck Mama, mama, mama, mama When you're down on your luck
Submitted by NecroGod — Feb 06, 2026
He's just a boy that his lost his way He's a rebel that has fallen down He's a fool been blown away To you and me he's a renegade He's a clown that we put down He's a man that doesn't fit He's a king but not in this town To you and me he's a renegade But he is a king when he's on his own He's got a bike and that's his throne And when he rides he's like the wind To you and me he's a renegade He's just a boy who has lost his sights He's a stranger, prowls the night He's a devil, that's right To you and me he's a renegade Check it out, check his face Look at his eyes, they're so sly I wonder why he cries from the inside I wonder why he's a renegade Oh please, I'm on my begged bended knees Oh please, please heed my call He's just a boy that has lost his way He's just a boy, that's all
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025
They say people out in Hollywood Live their life out in black and white They're living out a technicolor dream Next day they're a star overnight Not like living in New York Man, it's tougher Not like in London town Boy, you suffer Nobody give a break When you're down on your luck Everybody's on the take When you're down on your luck You can't make a mistake When you're down on your luck People out in Hollywood They got a lot of class You see the boys strutting down the boulevard Trying to make a pass Not like in New York It's high rise, it's concrete and complex Not like in London town It reigns down on its subjects Nobody give a damn When you're down on your luck Nobody understands When you're down on your luck Lady Chance, she won't dance When you're down on your luck People out in Hollywood They can make it to the stars They can reach the screen Drive around in big expensive convertible cars Not like in New York All you've got is Broadway Not like in the west end of London You can't make it no way Nobody give a damn When you're down on your luck Nobody understands When you're down on your luck You've got to strut your stuff When you're down on your luck You can't take it easy, it ain't good enough When you're down on your luck Everybody's on the make When you're down on your luck Nobody give a fair deal When you're down on your luck Nobody understands my Uncle Sam When you're down on your luck I'm ready for the dance When you're down on your luck I gotta make a dollar holler When you're down on your luck
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025