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Cover Songs

Am I Evil?

Blitzkrieg

Breadfan

The Prince

Stone Cold Crazy

So What!

Overkill

 

Am I Evil?
Metallica, originally performed by Diamond Head (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!


Blitzkrieg
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


Breadfan

Metallica, originally performed by Budgie (Recorded in 1973)
Words and music by Bourge, Shelly 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


The Prince
Metallica, originally performed by Diamond Head (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


Stone Cold Crazy
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

    Crazy, stone cold crazy, you know

Rainy afternoon, on a killer typhoon, 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

    Crazy, stone cold crazy, you know

Walking down the street, shooting people that I meet, full loaded tommy gun
Here come the deputy, try fuckin' gettin' 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

    Crazy, stone cold crazy, you know


So What!
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

  [Chorus] 
    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 Bach
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

  [Chorus]

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

  [Chorus]

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

  [Chorus]

So fucking what!
Yeah!


Overkill
Metallica, originally performed by Motörhead
Words and music by Kilmister, Clarke and Taylor


Only way to feel the noise is when it's good and loud
So good I can't believe it, screamin' with the crowd
Don't sweat it, give it back to you
Don't sweat it, give it back to you

    Overkill
    Overkill
    Overkill

On your feet you feel the beat, it goes straight to your spine
Shake your head, you must be dead if it don't make you fly
Don't sweat it, give it back to you
Don't sweat it, give it back to you

    Overkill
    Overkill
    Overkill

Know your body's made to move 
Feel it in your guts
Rock n' roll ain't worth the name
If it don't make you strut
Don't sweat it, give it back to you
Don't sweat it, give it back to you

    Overkill
    Overkill
    Overkill

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