Peace Sells... But Who's Buying? ( 1986 )

Peace Sells... But Who's Buying? ( 1986 )  

Band: Megadeth
Album:  Peace Sells... But Who's Buying?  

Year: 1986
Genre: Thrash Metal
Country: United State America
 Format | Quality: mp3 
Label:  Capitol  Records
 

Tracklist:

01 -  Wake Up Dead

02 - The Conjuring 

03 - Peace Sells

04 - Devils Island

05 -  Good Mourning / Black Friday

06. - Bad Omen

07. - I Ain't Superstitious (Willie Dixon cover)

08. - My Last Words

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Lyrick

001. 01. Wake Up Dead.... ...Lyrick

I sneak in my own house
It’s four in the morning
I had too much to drink
Said I was out with the boys

I creep in my bedroom
I slip into bed
I know if I wake her
I’ll wake up dead

I wonder, will she find out
About the other
Other lover
Diana

Wake up dead, you die
Wake up dead and buried
Wake up dead, you die
Wake up dead

02. The Conjuring ...Lyrick

Welcome to our sanguinary sect of worship
Feel at home in our black conventicle
As we anathematize all of those who oppose us

Don’t summon the devil, don’t call the priests
If you need the strength, the conjuring, obey!

Behold, the flames rise from the compass cardinal points
Burn the sacred oil and with the ashes you’ll anoint

Arrange the symbols of the wizard, and, magician
Light the candles, place the parchment paper in position

Between it’s leaves, place the lash from a black cat’s eye
A straw of a broom, fold, burn, centralize

Don’t summon the devil
And don’t call the priests
If you need the strength
The conjuring

I am the devil’s advocate, a salesman, if you will
You know my name, you know my name

I met your father years ago, gave him what he’d please
He called my name, you’ll do the same

I’m claiming what is mine by right, it’s time to close the deal
You’re bought and sold, bought and sold

Come join me in my infernal depths, Mephisto hall of fame
I’ve got your soul, I’ve got your soul

The conjuring

Obey

03. Peace Sells ...Lyrick

What do you mean “I don’t believe in God?” Talk to him every day
What do you mean “I don’t support your system?” I go to court when I have to
And what do you mean “I can’t get to work on time?” Got nothing better to do
What do you mean “I don’t pay my bills?” Why do you think I’m broke? Huh?

If there’s a new way
I’ll be the first in line
But it better work this time

What do you mean “I hurt your feelings?” I didn’t know you had any feelings
What do you mean “I’m not kind?” Just not your kind
What do you mean, “I couldn’t be the President of the United States of America?”
Tell me something, it’s still “We the people” right?

If there’s a new way
I’ll be the first in line
But it better work this time

Can you put a price on peace?

Peace, peace sells
Peace, peace sells

Peace sells, but who’s buying? Peace sells, but who’s buying?
Peace sells, but who’s buying? Peace sells, but who’s buying?

Peace sells, but who’s buying? Peace sells, but who’s buying?
Peace sells, but who’s buying? Peace sells, but who’s buying?
Peace sells, but who’s buying? Peace sells, but who’s buying?
Peace sells, but who’s buying? Peace sells, but who’s buying?

No, no, no, no, no… peace sells, ah
Peace sells ah…

04. Devils Island ...Lyrick

The light that fills my lonely cell is blocked out by the key
That locks the door to this hell, the place they wanted me
Time’s racing like the wind, execution’s near
Oh lord, I wait for death, and yes, I have no fear

I recall that night, my every breath, and, step along the way
Closed my eyes, walking as danger paved the way
The devil, and the darkness let her evil wander free
And here on Devils Island, the final stop for me

Devil’s Island
Devil’s Island

Oh, there is no escape, the sea is full of sharks
The tide takes you away, and smashes you on the rocks
The sun is shining but feel not today
It’s warmth, it’s dying and fading away

Devil’s Island, here I stay
Devil’s Island

Oh, hear the call, from the grave beyond
Oh, so pernicious, her soul it creates song
As there is no man, that is, here upon the earth
Able to terminate our noisome will since birth

The priest that reads the sermons, is walking next to me
To the stake, my last request, to have her burn with me
But, so it did, the heavens opened, rain began to fall
The final judgement came, and was spread before you all

Final judgement

Old, weak, and feeble, but the lesson taught to me
To stay away from evil, she doesn’t care for me
She haunts me in my sleep, though I tore that page away
And, here on Devil’s Island, I’ll always have to stay

Devil’s Island
Devil’s Island
Devil’s Island
Devil’s Island

Here I am

Devil’s Island, Devil’s Island
Devil’s Island, Devil’s Island
Devil’s Island, Devil’s Island
Devil’s Island, Devil’s Island

05. Good Mourning / Black Friday ...Lyrick

Good Mourning

Good mourning

Hey, I don’t feel so good
Something’s not right
Something’s coming over me
What the fuck is this? Oh!

Black Friday

Killer, intruder, homicidal man
If you see me coming run as fast as you can
Blood-thirsty demon who’s stalking the street
I hack up my victims like pieces of meat

Blood-thirsty demon, sinister fiend
Bludgeonous slaughter’s my evil deed

My hammer’s a cold piece of blood-lethal steel
I grin while you writhe with the pain that I deal
Swinging the hammer, I hack through their heads
Deviant defilers, you’re next to be dead

I unleash my hammer with sadistic intent
Pounding, surrounding, slamming through your head yeah

Bodies convulse in agony and pain
I mangle their face till no features remain
A blade for the butchering, I cut them to shreds
First take out the organs, then cut off the head

The remains of flesh now sop under my feet
One more bloody massacre, the murder’s complete
I seek to dismember, a sadist fiend
Bloodbath’s my way of getting clean

I lurk in the alley wait for the kill
I have no remorse for the blood that I spill
A merciless butcher who lives underground
I’m out to destroy and I will cut you down, cut you down

I see you and I’m waiting for Black Friday

Turn me loose!

Killer, intruder, homicidal man
If you see me coming run as fast as you can
A blood-thirsty demon who’s stalking the street
I hack up my victims like pieces of meat

Blood-thirsty demon, sinister fiend
Bludgeonous slaughter’s my evil deed
A merciless butcher who lives underground
I’m out to destroy you and I will cut you down

It’s Black Friday, paint the devil on the wall
It’s Black Friday, paint the devil on the wall
It’s Black Friday, paint the devil on the wall
It’s Black Friday, paint the devil on the wall

It’s Black Friday, paint the devil on the wall
It’s Black Friday, paint the devil on the wall
It’s Black Friday, paint the devil on the wall
It’s Black Friday, paint the devil on the, devil on the, devil on the wall

06. Bad Omen ...Lyrick

Down fell the stars as they splashed into the sea
“Mi nomine baphomet” come dance with me
Sacrifice the virgins, spiritual rites
Their master’s time has come the moon is full tonight

Drinking, dancing, they worship, and toast
The Devil, who’s watching with demon’s remote
Fire, rising, racing in your blood
Possessed, naive, his service is done

It’s the sabbath
Bloody sabbath
Bad omen of the goat

Bloody blasphemy

Sinister’s the word as the demon’s take their fill
An orgy’s taking place human blood will spill
An act of worship as they conceive the ghouls
Satan has their souls they sing pagan tunes

The ceremony is sure to be cursed
They wait for his blessings, but down comes the worst
Their bodies, soulless a corpse from the grave
Their minds are helpless and no one can save

No one can save
No one can save
No one can save

No one can save, no one can no
No one can save, no one can no

007. I Ain't Superstitious (Willie Dixon cover) ...Lyrick

I ain’t superstitious when a black cat crosses my path
And I ain’ t superstitious as I break the looking glass
Ain’t afraid of no demons, don’t make me laugh, haha, uh

I ain’t superstitious, under the ladder I go
And I ain’t superstitious, it’s all bullshit, don’t you know
I ain’t afraid of no shadows, I like the dark anyway, and that’s a fact! Ha!

Superstitious
Superstitious

And I ain’t superstitious, no such thing as bad luck
And I ain’t superstitious, I couldn’t really give a fuck
Take your stupid superstitions, find some other paranoidal, chickenshit, sissy, worm, and tell it to him

Superstitious
Superstitious

I ain’t superstitious
I ain’t superstitious

That’s right, one more time
Come on, shut your mouth
Listen up, hey it’s my turn

08. My Last Words ...Lyrick

My life’s on time but again my sense is late, feel a might unsteady but still I have to play
Six to one’s the odds and we have the highest stakes and once again I gamble with my very life today
Highly polished metal, the oil makes it gleam, fill the terror chamber, your mind begins to scream
Your life is like a trigger, never trouble till you’re squeezed, now you crack a smile, as you give the gun a tease

Place the pistol down, now give the gun a spin, soon as the spinning stops, oh no, the game starts in
A hateful way of vengeance, a bit of playful sin, load another bullet, now the second round begins
A couple grains of powder, a couple grams of lead, a touch against the trigger, a touch inside the head
Take another drink and raise the last bets, think about my last words, they might be what I just said

A click comes from the hammer that couldn’t drive a nail, sense the numbing cold blue or the red of Hades’ grill
A fraction of a second, do you lose or maybe still, pass it to the left, and collect your mighty kill
Add another bullet, the third round begin, soon as the spinning stops, oh no, the game starts in
Please, no I.O.U’s, no markers for death, does anybody play?

Anybody
Somebody
Everybody
Woah!

You, you, next victim, you next to die
You, you, next victim, you, your turn to die
You, come on, next victim, you, your turn to die
You, come on, next victim, you, your turn to die

You die!