Album: Cover songs
Author: Metallica
- Am I Evil?
- Blitzkrieg.
- Breadfan.
- The Prince.
- Stone Cold Crazy.
- So What!
- Killing Time!
Metallica, originally performed by DiamondHead (Recorded in 1982)
- words and music by Brian Tatler and Sean Lindon Harris
My mother was a witch, she was burned alive
Thankless little bitch, for the tears I cried
Take her down now, don't want to see her face
All blistered and burnt, can't hide my disgrace
Twenty seven, everyone was nice
Gotta see 'em, make 'em pay the price
See their bodies out on the ice
Take my time
Am I evil?
Yes I am
Am I evil?
I am man
Yes I am
As I watched my mother die, I lost my head
Revenge now I sought, to break with my bread
Takin' no chances, you come with me
I'll split you to the bone, help set you free
Twenty seven, everyone was nice
Gotta see 'em, make 'em pay the price
See their bodies out on the ice
Take my time
Am I evil?
Yes I am
Am I evil?
I am man
Yes I am
On with the action now, I'll strip your pride
I'll spread your blood around, I'll see you ride
Your face is scarred with steel, wounds deep and neat
Like a double dozen before ya, smells so sweet
Am I evil?
Yes I am
Am I evil?
I am man
I'll make my residence, I'll watch your fire
You can come with me, sweet desire
My face is long forgot, my face not my own
Sweet and timely whore, take me home
Am I evil?
Yes I am
Am I evil?
I am man
My soul is longing for, await my heir
Sent to avenge my mother, sleep myself
My face is long forgot, my face not my own
Sweet and timely whore, take me home
Am I evil?
Yes I am
Am I evil?
I am man
Am I evil?
Yes I fucking am
Am I evil?
I am man, yeah!
Metallica, originally performed by Blitzkrieg (Recorded in 1981)
- words and music by Ian Jones, Brian Smith and James Sirotto
Let us have peace, let us have life
Let us escape the cruel night
Let us have time, let the sun shine
Let us beware the deadly sign
The day is coming
Armageddon's near
Inferno coming
Can we survive the blitzkrieg
The blitzkrieg
The blitzkrieg
Save us from fate, save us from hate
Save ourselves before it's too late
Come to our need, hear our plea
Save ourselves before the earth bleeds
The day is dawning
The time is near
Aliens coming
Can we survive the blitzkrieg
The blitzkrieg
Metallica, originally performed by Budgie (Recorded in 1973)
- words and music by Bourge, Shelley and Phillips
Breadfan
Open up your mind
Open up your purse
Open up your bones
Never, never gonna lose it
Breadfan
Take it all away
Never give an inch
Gotta make a mint
Gotta make me a million
Breadfan
You got it wrong
Some long time friend's gonna lose it
In the end who's a fool
Seagull
Give it all away
Stay a bird
Stay a man
Stay a ghost
Stay what you wanna be
Loser
Give it all away
Never stay with the winner
With the man
With all the filthy money
Come on
Keep it on the side
With a ride
On a record on the top
If you're gonna be a bad boy
Breadfan
You got it wrong
Some long time friend's gonna lose it
In the end who's a fool
Seagull
Give it all away
Stay a bird
Stay a man
Stay a ghost
Stay what you wanna be
*Repeat
Metallica, originally performed by DiamondHead (Recorded in 1980)
- words and music by Sean Lindon Harris and Brian Tatler
Now I see his face, I see his smile
Such a lonely place, no golden mile
Eyes tell of morbid tales of his black heart
His deeds through ages past tell of his part
See his face, see his smile
Time to die
Angel from below, change my dreams
I want for glory's hour, for wealth's esteem
I wish to sell my soul, to be reborn
I wish for earthly riches, don't want no crown of thorns
See his face, see his smile
Time to die
I was born a fool, don't want to stay that way
Devil take my soul, with diamonds you repay
I don't care for heaven, so don't you look for me to cry
And I will burn in hell, from the day I die
See his face, see his smile
Time to die
Metallica, Originally performed by Queen.
Sleeping very soundly on a Saturday morning I was dreaming I was Al
Capone.
Rumor going round, gotta clear out of town, smelling like a dry fish bone.
Here come the law, gonna break down the door, carry me away once more.
Never, never, never want it anymore. Gotta get away from this stone cold
floor.
(Chorus)
Crazy, stone cold crazy, you know
Rainy afternoon, on a killer typhone, and it's a playing with my slide
trombone.
Any more, anymore, can't take it anymore.
Gotta get away from this stone cold floor
(chorus)
Walking down the street, shooting people that i meet, full loaded tommy
gun.
Here come the deputy, try fukin' gittin' me, gotta get up and run
They got the sirens lose, I'm running out of juice. They're gonna put me
in a cell
If I can't go to heaven, let me go to hell.
(Chorus)
Metallica, originally performed by The Anti-Nowhere League.
So fucking what!
Well I've been to Hastings,
and I've been to Brighton.
I've been to Eastport too.
So what.
So what.
And I've been here,
I've been there.
I've been every fucking where.
So what.
So what.
So what, so what, you boring little cunt.
Who cares.
Who cares what you do.
Yeah who cares,
Who cares about you, you, you, you, you.
Well I've fucked a queen.
I've fucked fucked.
I've even sucked an old man's cock.
So what.
So what.
And I've fucked a sheep.
I've fucked a goat.
I rammed my cock right down his throat.
So what.
So what.
So what, so what, you boring little fuck.
Who cares.
Who cares what you do.
And who cares,
Who cares about you, you, you, you, you.
And I've drunk that,
I've drunk this.
I've spewed up on a pint of piss.
So what.
So what.
I've had scank,
I've have speed.
I've jacked up until I bleed.
So what.
So what.
So what, so what, you boring little cunt.
Who cares.
Who cares what you do.
Yeah who cares,
Who cares about you, you, you, you, you.
I've had crabs,
I've had lice,
I've had the clap and that ain't nice.
So what.
So what.
I've fucked this,
I've fucked that.
I've even fucked a school girl's twat.
So what.
So what.
So what, so what you boring little fuck.
Who cares.
Who cares what you do.
And who cares,
Who cares about you, you, you, you, you, you.
So fucking what!
Yeah!
SONG: Killing Time (3:05)
(Campbell/Bates/Fleming/Haller)
Verse 1
The sound of gunfire goes through the night
The killing and hatred's a terrible sight
Reports come in of a heavy attack
Message recieved, we're moving back
Verse 2
Preparations are made for the journey back
Hints on survival, supplies are packed
No more nights in this eternal hall
Destination is simple, we move out
Chorus
Killing time, your life's on the line
Killing time, your turn to kill
Killing time, what d'ya say?
Killing time, ah killing time
Verse 3
Ingenuity needed to keep us alive
No time for cowardice, kill & survive
Like a killer kid with a switchblade knife
Nasty word, he'll take your life
Verse 4
The silence is over the attack again
The killing & hatred, drive me insane
Reports come in of a savage attack
Message received, we're moving back
Chorus
Solo
Repeat Verses 1 & 3
Chorus
Meni's wanking all over again <-------- New lyrics
Grab a dropcloth, or sheets will get stained <-------- courtesy of
Like a porno kid with a porno mag <-------- the cool tape
Message received, he's jerking off <-------- guy!
Chorus #2
Killing time, under the sheets <-------- Dedicated to
Killing time, your turn to spew <-------- Meni the meanie
Killing time, Meni's gay
Killing time, ooooooohhhhh killing time
