Blue Öyster Cult

Home in the valley Home in the city Home isn't pretty Ain't no home for me Home in the darkness Home on the highway Home isn't my way Home will never be Burn out the day Burn out the night I can't see no reason to put up a fight I'm living for giving

( - Bob Halligan, Jr. - ) Moments of pleasure, in a world of pain. Working together, only to fight again. If we wait for the world leaders to decide, who will die first? So don't wait no more! Tell me, make rock not war! What are we dying for? Rock n

You see me now a veteran of a thousand psychic wars I've been living on the edge so long Where the winds of limbo roar And I'm young enough to look at And far too old to see All the scars are on the inside I'm not sure if there's anything left of me

You're boned like a saint With the conciousness of a snake You're the kind of girl (kind of girl) I'd like to find Face like an angel (in my mirror) But you're boned like the devil Your eyes have shifted from me (have shift) Everyone saw what you did

With a purposeful grimace and a terrible sound He pulls the spitting high-tension wires down Helpless people on subway trains Scream, bug-eyed, as he looks in on them He picks up a bus and he throws it back down As he wades through the buildings towa

Parched land no desert sand, sun was just a dot And a little bit of water goes a long way, 'cause it's hot Three good buddies were laughing and smoking in the back Of a rented ford They couldn't know they weren't going far Each one with the money in

That night her kiss told me it was over I walked out late into the dark The misty gloom seems to soak up my sorrow The further I went on I felt a spreading calm Then suddenly my eyes were bathed in light And the lovely lady in white was by my side Sh

All our times have come Here but now they're gone Seasons don't fear the reaper Nor do the wind The sun or the rain (We can be like they are) Come on baby (Don't fear the reaper) Baby take my hand (Don't fear the reaper) We'll be able to fly (Don't f

( - G. Winter - ) At the stroke of midnight staring at the phone For the millionth time I'm all alone I'm the guy she turns to when her lovers leave I'm the wild card she's got up her sleeve But she don't look at me With eyes on fire glowing like coa

My heart is black, and my lips are cold Cities on flame with rock and roll Three thousand guitars they seem to cry My ears will melt, and then my eyes Oh, let the girl, let that girl, rock and roll Cities on flame now, with rock and roll Gardens of n

Feeling easy on the outside But not so funny on the inside Feel the sound, pray for rain For this is the night we ride This ain't the garden of eden There ain't no angels above And things ain't like what they used to be And this ain't the summer of l

My heart is black, and my lips are cold Cities on flame with rock and roll Three thousand guitars they seem to cry My ears will melt, and then my eyes Oh, let the girl, let that girl, rock and roll Cities on flame now, with rock and roll Gardens of n

The clock strikes twelve and moondrops burst Out at you from their hiding place? Like acid and oil on a madman's face His reasons tend to fly away Like lesser birds on the four winds, yeah Like silver scrapes in May Now the sands become a crust And m

You can have my autograph I think I'll sign it love to you But should I sign it just for you Stairway to the stars, I think I'll write good health to you Stairway to the stars, we got better things to do You can drive my motorcar It's insured to thir

Death comes sweeping through the hallway Like a lady's dress Death comes driving down the highway In it's sunday best A fire of unknown origin Took my baby away A fire of unknown origin Took my baby away Swept her up and off my wavelength Swallowed h

We Gotta Get Out Of This Place - Blue Oyster Cult In this dirty old part of the city, Where the sun refused to shine. People tell me there aint no use in lyin'. My little girl you're so young and pretty, and one thing I know is true. You'll be dead b

A. Lanier - ) Maybe I'll see you again baby And maybe I won't Maybe you've bought your ticket Gone back to Detroit Airplanes make strangers of us all Give us distance Much too easily. Jim says some destinies Should not be delivered But you and I seen

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