SONG LYRICS & CHORDS (T)

Quiet Riot - The Randy Rhoads Years / Trouble / Rhoads, DuBrow...

War / Bury them alive / Kill – kill – kill - kill...

You came to terrorize / To make your statement / You killed innocent people...

Blindfold him / Shoot him in the stomach / Peel off his fingernails...

Heel – kneel / Get on all fours / Low life...

Welcome to my torture chamber / Now get your ass over here / So I can stick you in a vice and squeeze you...

Slice off his penis / Cut his disgusting testicles / Crush his balls...

War / Bury them alive / Kill – kill – kill - kill...

Times are changing / Nothing stays the same / For this jukebox generation...

Cut it / Hit me / I am the joker in the pack...

I got this far / i aint about to die!-a! / there is this thing called virtue...

Paranoia has a symptom / that scrolls across his eyes / a fight club for a life...

Never cared to live! / i was pretty cool in hell / awww yeaa~...

Now that there is nothing left of us / since were locked inside this system / if we are enslaved...

Hello you / yes it's me / You can't come back...

The time is running / It´s running so fast that you don´t notice / Years are passing by...

I hear footsteps closing in / I recognize them from my early days / The times are different the image remains the same...

Danger zone / I look into the mirror see my face again / I hear myself preaching...

I´m entering in to the woods / I left everything behind / I have to follow my heart...

I have walked the path / Of fire and brimstone / And welcomed myself...

I hear footsteps closing in / I recognize them from my early days / The times are different the image remains the same...

I´m staring out the window / wondering will I soon know / the answers to the questions within...

You cannot invent the shape of a stone / You seek it like a dream, you become its prey / Artificial barbarian attains aphasia...

All the lies / Can’t understand / Can’t be free...

Believe in the things / he could not ov said! / try to think for someone...

Allow me to help! / yea yeah... / accept me! or!?...

I have elevated, my higher sense... / i've been fighting through psychosis! / and ever since then!...

Become all that which is stronger! / start with your mind! / get up! and?...

I got this far / i aint about to die!-a! / there is this thing called virtue...

Paranoia has a symptom / that scrolls across his eyes / a fight club for a life...