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  GOD'S GONNA CUT YOU DOWN
  
  You can run on for a long time
  Run on for a long time
  Run on for a long time
  Sooner or later God'll cut you down
  Sooner or later God'll cut you down
  
  Go tell that long tongue liar
  Go and tell that midnight rider
  Tell the rambler,
  The gambler,
  The back biter
  Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down
  Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down
  
  Well my goodness gracious let me tell you the news
  My head's been wet with the midnight dew
  I've been down on bended knee talkin' to the man from Galilee
  He spoke to me in the voice so sweet
  I thought I heard the shuffle of the angel's feet
  He called my name and my heart stood still
  When he said, "John go do My will!"
  
  Go tell that long tongue liar
  Go and tell that midnight rider
  Tell the rambler,
  The gambler,
  The back biter
  Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down
  
  Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down
  
  You can run on for a long time
  Run on for a long time
  Run on for a long time
  Sooner or later God'll cut you down
  Sooner or later God'll cut you down
  
  Well you may throw your rock and hide your hand
  Workin' in the dark against your fellow man
  But as sure as God made black and white
  What's done in the dark will be brought to the light
  
  You can run on for a long time
  Run on for a long time
  Run on for a long time
  Sooner or later God'll cut you down
  Sooner or later God'll cut you down
  
  Go tell that long tongue liar
  Go and tell that midnight rider
  Tell the rambler,
  The gambler,
  The back biter
  Tell 'em that God's gonna cut you down
  Tell 'em that God's gonna cut you down
  Tell 'em that God's gonna cut you down
  
  MAN IN BLACK
  
  Well, you wonder why I always dress in black,
  Why you never see bright colors on my back,
  And why does my appearance seem to have a somber tone.
  Well, there's a reason for the things that I have on.
  
  I wear the black for the poor and the beaten down,
  Livin' in the hopeless, hungry side of town,
  I wear it for the prisoner who has long paid for his crime,
  But is there because he's a victim of the times.
  
  I wear the black for those who never read,
  Or listened to the words that Jesus said,
  About the road to happiness through love and charity,
  Why, you'd think He's talking straight to you and me.
  
  Well, we're doin' mighty fine, I do suppose,
  In our streak of lightnin' cars and fancy clothes,
  But just so we're reminded of the ones who are held back,
  Up front there ought 'a be a Man In Black.
  
  I wear it for the sick and lonely old,
  For the reckless ones whose bad trip left them cold,
  I wear the black in mournin' for the lives that could have been,
  Each week we lose a hundred fine young men.
  
  And, I wear it for the thousands who have died,
  Believen' that the Lord was on their side,
  I wear it for another hundred thousand who have died,
  Believen' that we all were on their side.
  
  Well, there's things that never will be right I know,
  And things need changin' everywhere you go,
  But 'til we start to make a move to make a few things right,
  You'll never see me wear a suit of white.
  
  Ah, I'd love to wear a rainbow every day,
  And tell the world that everything's OK,
  But I'll try to carry off a little darkness on my back,
  'Till things are brighter, I'm the Man In Black...
  
  
  TO TAME A LAND
  
  He is the king of all the land
  In the Kingdom of the sands
  Of a time tomorrow.
  
  He rules the sandworms and the Fremen
  In a land amongst the stars
  Of an age tomorrow.
  
  He is destined to be a King
  He rules over everything
  On the land called planet Dune.
  
  Bodywater is your life
  And without it you would die
  On the desert the planet Dune.
  
  Without a stillsuit you would fry
  On the sands so hot and dry
  In a world called Arrakis.
  
  It is a land that's rich in spice
  The sandriders and the mice
  That they call the Muad'Dib.
  
  He is the Kwisatz Haderach.
  He is born of Caladan
  And will take the Gom Jabbar.
  
  He has the power to foresee
  Or to look into the past
  He is the ruler of the stars
  
  The time will come for him
  to lay claim his crown,
  And then the foe yes
  they'll be cut down,
  You'll see he'll be the
  best that there's been,
  Messiah supreme
  true leader of men,
  And when the time
  for judgement's at hand
  Don't fret he's strong
  and he'll make a stand,
  Against evil and fire
  That spreads through the land,
  He has the power
  to make it all end.
  
  
  MONTSEGUR
  
  I stand alone in this desolate space. In death they are truly alive.
  Massacred innocence, evil took place. The angels were burning inside.
  
  Centuries later I wonder why. What secret that they took to their grave.
  Still burning heretics under our skies. Religion still burning inside.
  
  At the gates and the walls of Montségur. Blood on the stones of the citadel.
  At the gates and the walls of Montségur. Blood on the stones of the citadel.
  At the gates and the walls of Montségur. Blood on the stones of the citadel.
  At the gates and the walls of Montségur. Blood on the stones of the citadel.
  
  As we kill them all so god will know his own. The innocents died for the pope on his throne.
  Catholic greed and its paranoid zeal. Curse of the grail and the blood on the cross.
  
  Templar believers with blood on their hands. Joined in the chorus to kill on commnd.
  Burned at the stake for their soul's liberty. To stand with the Cathars to die and be free.
  
  The book of old testament crippled and black. Satan his weapon is lust.
  Living this evil damnation of flesh, back to the torture of life.
  The perfect would willingly have died at the stake and all of their followers slain.
  As for the knowledge of god they had claimed. Religion still burning inside.
  
  At the gates and the walls of Montségur. Blood on the stones of the citadel.
  At the gates and the walls of Montségur. Blood on the stones of the citadel.
  At the gates and the walls of Montségur. Blood on the stones of the citadel.
  At the gates and the walls of Montségur. Blood on the stones of the citadel.
  
  As we kill them all so god will know his own. The innocents died for the pope on his throne.
  Catholic greed and its paranoid zeal. Curse of the grail and the blood on the cross.
  
  Templar believers with blood on their hands. Joined in the chorus to kill on command.
  Burned at the stake for their soul's liberty. Still burning heretics under our skies.
  
  As we kill them all so God will know his own. Laugh at the darkness and in God we trust.
  The eye of the triangle smiling with sin. No passover feast for the curse of within.
  
  Facing the sun as they went to their grave. Burn like a dog or you live like a slave.
  Death is the price for your soul's liberty. To stand with the Cathars and to die and be free.
  
  At the gates and the walls of Montségur. Blood on the stones of the citadel.
  At the gates and the walls of Montségur. Blood on the stones of the citadel.
  At the gates and the walls of Montségur. Blood on the stones of the citadel.
  At the gates and the walls of Montségur. Blood on the stones of the citadel.
  
  FEAR OF THE DARK
  
  A light,
  in the black,
  oh, just a fear,
  of the dark...
  
  I am a man who walks alone
  And when Im walking a dark road
  At night or strolling through the park
  
  When the light begins to change
  I sometimes feel a little strange
  A little anxious when its dark
  
  Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
  I have a constant fear that someones always near
  Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
  I have a phobia that someones allways there
  
  Have you run your fingers down the wall
  And have you felt your neck skin crawl
  When youre searching for the light?
  Sometimes when youre scared to take a look
  At the corner of the room
  Youve sensed that somethings watching you
  
  Have you ever been alone at night
  Thought you heard footsteps behind
  And turned around and no ones there?
  And as you quicken up your pace
  You find it hard to look again
  Because youre sure theres someone there
  
  Watching horror films the night before
  Debating wiches and folklore
  The unkown troubles on your mind
  Maybe your mind is playing tricks
  You sense and suddenly eyes fix
  On dancing shadows from behind
  
  Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
  I have a constant fear that someones always near
  Fear of the dark, fear of the dark
  I have a phobia that someones allways there
  
  When Im walking a dark road
  I am a man who walkes alone...
  
  RUN TO THE HILLS
  
  White man came across the sea
  He brought us pain and misery
  He killed our tribes, he killed our creed
  He took our game for his own need
  
  We fought him hard we fought him well
  Out on the plains we gave him hell
  But many came too much for cree
  Oh will we ever be set free?
  
  Riding through dustclouds and barren wastes
  Galloping hard on the plains
  Chasing the redskins back to their holes
  Fighting them at their own game
  Murder for freedom a stab in the back
  Women and children and cowards attack
  
  Run to the hills run for your lives
  Run to the hills run for your lives
  
  Soldier blue on the barren wastes
  Hunting and killing their game
  Raping the women and wasting the men
  The only good indians are tame
  Selling them whisky and taking their gold
  Enslaving the young and destroying the old
  
  Run to the hills run for your lives
  
  ACES HIGH
  
  We shall go on to the end.
  We shall fight in France,
  We shall fight on the seas and earth and sky,
  We shall fight with growing confidence and growing strength in the air.
  We shall defend our island whatever the cost may be.
  We shall fight on beaches, we shall fight on the landing grounds,
  We shall fight in the fields and in the streets.
  We shall fight in the hills,
  We shall never surrender.
  
  There goes the siren that warns of the air raid
  Then comes the sound of the guns sending flak
  Out for the scramble we've got to get airborn
  Got to get up for the coming attack.
  
  Jump in the cockpit and start up the engines
  Remove all the wheelblocks
  theres no time to waste
  Gathering speep as we head down the runway
  Gotta get airborne before it's too late.
  
  Running, scrambling, flying
  Rolling, turning, diving, going in again
  Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die
  Run, live to fly, fly to live, Aces high.
  
  Move in to fire at the mainstream of bombers
  Let of a sharp burst and then turn away
  Roll over, spin round and come in behind them
  Move to their blindsides and firing again.
  
  Bandits at 8 O'clock move in behind us
  Ten ME-109's out of the sun
  Ascending and turning our spitfires to face them
  Heading straight for them I press down my guns.
  
  Rolling, turning, diving
  Rolling, turning, diving, going in again
  Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die
  Run, live to fly, fly to live, Aces high
  
  HIMNA KLOŠARA
  
  Autobus polazi,
  rastanak dolazi,
  bilo je lijepo
  družiti se s vama,
  hvala vam klošari!
  
  O društvo najdraže,
  sad mi je najteže,
  što moram poći
  i tko zna kad,
  bit ću s vama kao nekad!
  
  Nekad smo bili mi,
  najbolji frendovi,
  u gradu Rijeci,
  pokraj Rječine,
  mladost se rastaje!
  
  Živim u Rijeci,
  u gradu klošara,
  spavam u parku,
  spavam gdje stignem,
  spavam sa klošarima.
  
  U školi mi kažu,
  šta će ti klošari,
  ti si školarac,
  klošara mamac,
  šta će ti klošari!
  
  A naše djevojke,
  sve same klošarke,
  sjede u baru,
  puše nam karu,
  dok zora ne svane!
  
  Život nam je fajtanje,
  kurve i kartanje,
  droga i cuga,
  i to je sve,
  nama je najbolje!
  
  Nama je najbolje,
  purgeru, (TAM TAM TAM)
  tovare, (TAM TAM TAM)
  NAPOLJE!
  
  
  FAITH OF THE HEART
  
  It's been a long road
  Getting from there to here
  It's been a long time
  But my time is finally near
  And I can feel a change in the wind right now
  Nothing's in my way
  And they're not going to hold me down no more
  No they're not going to hold me down
  
  (REFREN)
  'Cause I've got faith of the heart
  I'm going where my heart will take me
  I've got faith to believe
  I can do anything
  I've got strength of the soul
  And no one's gonna bend or break me
  I can reach any star
  I've got faith, I've got faith
  Faith of the heart
  
  It's been a long night
  Trying to find my way
  Been through the darkness
  Now I finally have my day
  And I will see my dream come alive at last
  I will touch the sky
  And they're not going to hold me down no more
  No, they're not going to change my mind
  (REFREN)
  
  I've known a wind so cold, seen the darkest days
  But now the winds I feel are only winds of change
  I've been though the fire and I've been through the rain
  But I'll be fine, oh yeah
  (REFREN)
  
  HIMNA SVIH NAS :)
  
  Jednog dana nema me da nikada ne dođem
  Prijatelje koje znam nepoznajem kad prođem
  Kao da me nikada na svijetu nije bilo
  Kao da me njezino tijelo nije snilo
  
  Moja pjesma miruje, a furala bi furke
  Lijepe dekle moderne ne padaju na furke
  Brijem bradu brkove da ličim na Pankrte
  Još da imam Fendera vidio bi svirke
  
  Balkane, Balkane, Balkane moj
  budi mi silan i dobro mi stoj
  
  Mi smo ljudi Cigani sudbinom prokleti
  Uvijek netko oko nas dođe pa nam preti
  Ni bendovi nisu više kao što su bili
  I moj se amaterski priprema da sviri
  
  Balkane, Balkane, Balkane moj
  budi mi silan i dobro mi stoj X2