"Killing Is My Business...And Business Is Good"

  • Canciones:
    1. Last Rites/
    2. Loved to Deth
    3. KIMB and BIG!
    4. Skull Beneath the Skin
    5. These Boots
    6. Rattlehead
    7. Chosen Ones
    8. Looking Down the Cross
    9. Mechanix



    "Last Rites"



    "Loved to Deth"

    Your bodies empty now
    As I hold you
    Now gone I miss you
    But I told you
    I remember bad times
    More than good
    There's no coming back
    Even if we could
    I loved you to deth
    If I can't have you
    Than no one will
    And since I won't
    I'll have to kill
    My only love, something
    I've never felt
    Now you've gone to heaven
    And you'll burn in hell
    I loved you to deth

    Solo-Mustaine

    And now I'm down below
    And what do I see
    You didn't go to heaven
    Your down here with me
    And now coming back,
    Baby, take me, please!
    I really think I would
    If you weren't such a sleaze
    I loved you once before
    You kept me on a string
    I'd rather go without
    Than take what you would bring
    I loved you to deth



    "Killing is My Business... And Business is Good!"

    I am a snyper
    Always hit the mark
    Paid assassin
    Working after dark
    Looking through the night
    Using infra-red
    My target on you
    Aimed at your head
    $10,000 up front
    $10,000 when I'm through
    And I know just what to do
    And ya know I'll do it too
    Then I'm coming back for you
    Back for you!
    I do the "getting rid of"
    Don't tell me why
    Don't need to hear the truth
    Don't need the lies
    Now pay me quickly
    And now we're through
    It brings me great pleasure
    To say my next job is you
    Don't you know that
    Killing is my business
    And business is good (Repeat)
    You'd better believe it

    Solo-Poland



    "The Skull Beneath the Skin"

    Solo-Mustaine

    Mean and infectious
    The evil Prophets rise
    Dance of the Macabre
    As witches Streak the sky
    Decadent worship of
    Black Magic sorcery
    In the womb of the Devil's Dungeon
    trapped without a plea
    Solo-Mustaine

    See thing in agony
    Necrosis is the fate
    Pins sticking through the skin
    The venom now sedates
    Locked in a pillory
    Nowhere to be found
    Screaming for your life
    But no one hears a sound
    Hellpp Mmmeeeeee
    Prepare the patients scalp
    To peel away
    Metal caps his ears
    He'll hear not what we say
    Solid steel visor
    Riveted cross his eyes
    Iron staples close his jaws
    So no one hears his cries
    The skull beneath the skin
    Now your drawn and quartered
    Your bones will make the x
    Symbol stands for poison
    And it's chained to your head
    And as we fold your arms
    To make the holy cross
    We cross the crucifix
    Religion has been lost
    The skull beneath the skin

    Solo-Mustaine



    "These Boots"

    Solo-Poland

    You keep saying you got something for me
    Something you call love, but I call sex
    You've been kissing when you ought-a-be-a
    Screwing and now someone else can
    Kiss your ass
    These boots are made for walking
    Thats just what they'll do
    And one of these days these boots
    Are gonna walk all over you

    Solo-Poland

    You keep lieing and there ain't no believing
    And you keep stayin when you ought-a-be-a leaving
    Now what's right is right but you ain't been

    Right yet
    These Boots...

    Solo-Poland

    You keep dressin ways you shouldn't
    Be dressing
    And you keep thinking that you'll never
    Get burned Ha!
    I just found me a brand new Box Spring
    Mattress
    What you know bitch you got a lot ta learn
    These boots... are you ready boots
    Solo-Poland

    And you think I'm kiddin, Don'tchya!



    "Rattlehead"

    Well, Here I come
    Stand up and plant your feet
    Listen I'm letting off steam
    Now throw your hands in the air
    Let loose I don't fuckin care
    Solo-Poland

    Rattle Head
    A dose of metal you need
    To bang your head til you bleed
    It's time for snapping some neck
    Slashing, thrashing to Megadeth
    Solo-Poland

    Rattle Head
    You, Your head, is pounding with pain
    Winning, sinning, beginning
    Feeding, the needing for bleeding
    Bashing, smashing, crashing
    Fraying, annhilating you!

    Solo-Poland

    There's someone back in the shadows
    You feel though you can't see his eyes
    He'll bash your head if you cross him
    Ain't quite your average guy
    Don't wear no leather to "fittin"
    Don't wear no spike to be "cool"
    Don't want no woman beside him
    Just make it fast, Loud and Rude
    Rattle Head

    Solo-Mustaine

    I'm a Rattle Head
    Rattle your Goddamn Head!



    "Chosen Ones"

    You doubt your strength or courage
    Don't come to join with me
    For Deth surely wants you
    With sharp and pointy teeth
    An animal so vicious
    No others fought and won
    So on the fields of battle
    We are the chosen one
    Human bones blanket the dirt
    of the heathens lair
    That we must pass this den of deth
    The only path from here
    But I walk in the light
    The time to die has come
    No one shall take my life
    I'm of the chosen ones
    Black shadows till the sky
    As the creatures eyes grow near
    Raise the shield of the holy pilgrims
    High into the air
    Heavens powers fill my arms
    Onward now to fight I'm sent
    Oh the beast is coming
    To put you to the test

    Solo-Mustaine

    Lookout!
    Now this land is mine to pilage
    Rape, and steal, and take at will
    Never let you cross this path
    I reign, for now, I say to Kill



    "Looking Down the Cross"

    Solo-Mustaine

    Now before they take me
    And my blessed life
    Now you'll know why Deth
    Was summoned here tonight
    I'll recall my perils
    They'll kill me in pride
    No, I can't run away
    There's no place to hide
    Though too much to live for
    I owe enough to die
    Ask not for salvation
    My Deth shall mean their lives
    Hatred and guilt the alter they've built
    High preists of sin
    Destiny, fate the wicked ones gate
    Beckoning you in
    Down the walkways
    Through the blood stained town
    Looking down the cross
    Bleeding from the crown
    Led to stay
    To die besides the thieves
    Kill the king
    Of the world to be
    And now to you, this will come
    A putrifying pestolence
    More noxious than the serpents breath
    Male violently destined
    More corrupt than the malice of choronzon
    More disease than the wind
    Of the moonlight sun
    Putrification you have caused
    No need for confession
    Now you wish you had a gun to stop the demolition
    Swinging the judgement hammer
    Man, woman, child no-one is safe
    The heads of the dead are the banner
    and this was all you got
    So don these broken wings
    Sands of time run out
    Bells of Hades ring
    Is this a nightmare
    To unhallow thy name
    Smell of brimstone
    Dancing in the flames
    No help now
    As you fulfill his task
    Chief of evil
    Has got you by the ass
    Set free
    To sit upon the throne
    Just a dream?
    Your weeping all alone
    Solo-Mustaine

    Looking down the cross
    (speak no evil)
    I'm looking down the cross
    (speak no evil)



    Mechanix

    Imagine you were at my station
    And you brought your motor to me
    Your a burner yeah a real motor car
    Said you wanna get your order filled
    Made me shiver when I put it in
    Pumping just won't do ya know luckily for you
    Whoever thought you'd be better
    At turning a screw than me
    I do it for my life
    Made my drive shaft crank
    Made my pistons bulge
    Made my ball bearing melt from the heat
    We were shifting hard when we took off
    Put tonight all four on the floor
    When we hit top end you know it feels to slow
    I'm giving you my room service
    And ya know it's more than enough
    Oh one more time ya know I'm in love
    Solo-Mustaine



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