In love with the maiden, The flower of winter Lowbrow children, in grove of the inland How many times heart's gone thru the grinder wherever you look there's a painful reminder
Singing a love song, words of a stranger The howling miller, never to face her
Temple of the evil, Temple of the weak no one knows how bad he feels Late-night innuendo, tempetation of the key "Live with the Blacksheep, live with me"
Insanity, blessing for those born to hate you Burned by the embers of love, it is so cruel Howling the night, for sun of the midnight Serving the people, condemned you in the eternal night
of the lost song, words of the stranger The howling miller, never to face her
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Mary-Lou (Acoustic)
Tony Kakko
Mamas put your babies to sleep, story too cruelsome for them this is. In Junior high she said goodbye to her parents and ran away with a boy. She left her family warm and kind, all of her friends said "youīre out of your mind". Life of her own she would find, itīs Monday and sheīs gotta grind.
A Job as a waitress she sure was to find, beautiful face, mind of a child. Boy got her pregnant, Mary-Lou cried," For this I am too young oh why did you lie" You said "itīs okay if we do it today", I was so scared that you would go away. "Despite all the papers been signed, mama take me back be so kind".
Only a child, reckless and wild, needs to come home again. He promised the moon but wonīt marry you. Nothing to do, eating for two, heīs goinī out with someone new. Sunshine or rain, itīs all the same, life isnīt gray oh Mary-Lou.
Mamas do your children still sleep, in the safe of their cradles so sweet. Story I told you I have foreseen, Your little angel ainīt always so clean. Days to come arenīt easy to see, You can change īem but it isnīt free. I see that you donīt believe, ooo-oo, but you will see.
The Wind Beneath My Wings
Originally performed by Bette Midler
It must have been cold there in my shadow To never have sunlight on your face You were content to let me shine, that's your way You always walked a step behind So I was the one with all the glory While you were the one with all the strength. A beautiful face without a name, for so long A beautiful smile to hide the pain
Did you ever know that you're my hero And everything I would like to be If I can fly higher than an eagle You are the wind beneath my wings It might have appeared to go unnoticed but I've got it all here in my heart I want you to know I know the truth Of course I know it I would be nothing with out you
Fly, fly, fly away You let me fly so high Oh, fly, fly So high against the sky So high I almost touch the sky Thank you, thank you, thank God for you The wind beneath my wings
Die With Your Boots On
Originally performed by Iron Maiden
Another Prophet of Disaster Who says the ship is lost Another Prophet of Disaster Leaving you to count the cost Taunting us with visions Afflicting us with fear Predicting war for millions In the hope that one appears
No point asking when it is No point asking who's to go No point asking what's the game No point asking who's to blame 'Cos if you're gonna die, if you're gonna die 'Cos if you're gonna die, if you're gonna die
If you're gonna die, die with your boots on If you're gonna try, just stick around Gonna cry, just move along If you're gonna die, you're gonna die
In 13 the Beast is rising The Frenchman did surmise Through earthquakes and starvation The warlord will arise Terror, death, destruction Pour from the eastern sands But the truth of all predictions Is always in your hands
If you're gonna die, die with your boots on If you're gonna try, just stick around Gonna cry, just move along If you're gonna die, you're gonna die
