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IRON MAIDEN LYRICS
"Wasted Years" (1986 Single)
1. Wasted Years
2. Reach Out
3. Sheriff Of Huddersfield
1. Wasted Years
From the coast of gold, across the seven seas; I'm travellin on, far and wide
But now it seems I'm just a stranger to myself
And all the things I sometimes do: it isn't me but someone else
I close my eyes, and think of home; another city goes by... in the night
Ain't it funny how it is? You never miss it 'til it's gone away
And my heart is lying there and will be 'til my dying day
So understand...
Don't waste your time always searching for those wasted years
Face up, make your stand and realize you're living in the golden years
Too much time on my hands; I got you on my mind - can't ease this pain so easily
When you can't find the words to say it's hard to make it through another day
And it just makes me wanna cry and throw my hands up to the sky
So understand...
Don't waste your time always searching for those wasted years
Face up, make your stand and realize you're living in the golden years
2. Reach Out
It's over your head and you don't seem to understand
One word I say and you can't live your life trying to run away
You're fighting your friends and you're wearing everyone
But it never ends, you're wearing me out
Come on, reach out and let someone into your life
Don't get me wrong, you always apologise
It's just your way of making a scene
You need to be loved, it's not such a crime
Come on, reach out and let someone into your life
Come on, reach out and let someone into your life
Over your head, you just don't seem to understand
One word I say and you can't live your life
You got so much love, it's burning inside
Come on, reach out and let someone into your life
Come on, reach out and let someone into your life
Reach out and let someone into your life
3. Sheriff Of Huddersfield
We're on a mission from Rod
Don't think it's very bloody funny at all
Dunno what you're all laughing about
Life in a city, living in L.A is a long way from Huddersfield town
The back of the Rainbow's a long way from heaven, but that's where he get's his pork pie
Limos and ladies, they're driving him cwasy; wugby and cwicket's unknown
Baseball and football - they're making him lazy; your fan club says: "Rodney, come home"
The Sheriff of Huddersfield locked in his castle
Look out on the Hollywood Hills
The Sheriff of Huddersfield locked in his castle
You're our own Hot Rod on wheels
A good game of arrows, a few dozen barrels, the Nautilus rusts in the yard
Yorkshire is yearning, but because he's earning, he'll always live in L.A.
A custom-made wallet that stays in his pocket and never comes out to pay bills
He's winning at poker and playing the Joker and he always cheats when he deals
The Sheriff of Huddersfield locked in his castle
Look down on the Hollywood Hills
The Sheriff of Huddersfield locked in his castle
You're our own Hot Rod on wheels
Hello, let me introduce meself! My name is Rodney. I'm immensely strong.
When I were a lad, I could lift up five navvies on an end of a shovel
The reason I never took up martial arts is because I was immensely fearsome
and I'd probably kill everybody that I came into contact with
I was phenomenally strong. Pride and ego, my lads, pride and ego
is what makes the world rotate. And everybody knows the centre of the universe
is Huddersfield; that's why I don't live there anymore
I live in Los Angeles. It's great.!. I think
Rufus the red has a crane by his bed to wrench himself up in the morn'
You dare to tread at the foot of his bed, you'll wish you'd never been born
A bear with a sore head we don't mean your forehead, he slumbers for most of the day
Wide eyed and legless baked beans for breakfast; your problem, Rodney, is L.A.
The Sheriff of Huddersfield locked in his castle
Look down on the Hollywood Hills
The Sheriff of Huddersfield locked in his castle
You're our own Hot Rod on wheels
The Sheriff of Huddersfield locked in his castle
Look down on the Hollywood Hills
The Sheriff of Huddersfield locked in his castle
You're our own Hot Rod on wheels
No, I don't know what you're making such a fuss about.
No, I don't. I'm not in here for the money.
I like it here! The sun shines all night!
It's alright, I'm a Yorkshireman. I can take it
I used to be able to lift five navvies on a shovel, you know
You know? Uhhh... you're not bloody listening to me, are you?
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