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WITCHFINDER GENERAL LYRICS
"Friends of Hell" (1983)
1. Love on Smack
2. Last Chance
3. Music
4. Friends of Hell
5. Requiem for Youth
6. Shadowed Images
7. I Lost You
8. Quietus
9. Reprise
1. Love on Smack
You say your life's been wasted
You say there's nothing left
You’ve been so disillusioned
Living on your theft
You call up ask to meet me
Under our favourite tree
I say this must be real bad
For you to call on me
I get there and I find you under our favourite tree
I can smell the blossom, and hear the buzzing bee
I sit down right beside you and I look into your eyes
Feel a deep emotion as you look onto the skies
When she said
"I've lived a life of evil. Some people say I'm mad"
"I've been through prostitution. You can't count the men I've had."
"I've lived on what I’ve stolen, and hoped inside a lie."
"I beg you stay and hear me now, help me while I die."
*que solo of awesomeness*
I say "What are you talking of? Oh what is this you say?"
"Dying's not for you my love."
You say "It's what I pray!"
You say "I thought you'd understand first to make love to me."
"I still remember feeling your gland rubbing deep in me."
"Passionate feelings they arouse. Never ask me why."
"Please make love to me once more, here before I die."
She's dying, dying
The best way out
She's dying, dying
Please don't shout!
"Don't tell the world what I tell you here."
"Nor call a doctor while I die it’s drawing near."
I kiss her once upon the cheek, her arms they embrace me
She whispers softly while carressing "Darling can't you see?"
"We both make love so passionate, our feelings they must show."
Our climaxes now they fulfill. Her eyes they close "Oh no!"
She's dying, dying
The best way out
She's dying, dying
Please don't shout
"Don't tell the world what I tell you here."
"Nor call a doctor while I die it’s drawing near."
She's dying
She's dying
She's dying
She's dead!
2. Last Chance
Would you step inside my time machine
Come see places you have never been
To Vortex Hill of eternal life
Or back in time, *Yeah!* to see the strife *Yeah!*
Where do we come from now?
Where do we go?
Just follow me now and I will show
You're the beginning *Yeah!* and the end
You think they're happy but you know they only pretend *Yeah!*
Now all you people you know they are perverse
Turn time round, now it's in a reverse!
Got no logic, got no respect
Their minds and brains, they don't seem to connect *Yeah!*
3. Music
When I was a young boy
Rock became my life
Sixteen I married it
Then it was my wife
Dreamt of making records
Thought it would be fun
To make you people happy
Each and every one!
I need music!
Oh yeah! I do!
I need music, every day
I need music!
Oh yeah! I do!
I need music, every day!
Oh at the age of 18
Lyrics I did write
A friend he wrote some music
Sometimes we’d fight
Then we got things sorted
Saw things eye to eye
Now I know that writing music we will die
I need music!
Oh yeah! I do!
I need music, every day
I need music!
Oh yeah! I do!
I need music, every day!
I need music
Rock it is my way!
I need music
Oh yeah I do
I love music, every day
Oh yeah I do!
I love music, every day
I love music, oh yeah I do
I love music every day
I love music my music
I love it every day
4. Friends of Hell
Midnight approaches
When the circle is formed
Their faces are evil!
Their minds are deformed!
They preach to their demons
Sacrifice is prepared
She's placed in a circle
When the dagger is beared!
I’ve caught them all a-gathering
To commit a blood crime act of madness
Their evil posessed minds
Can kill with only gladness
To sacrifice a young one
To Satan on that day
And perish after death
The Satanist’s on their path
Human corpses from the grave
Used in worships I am dismayed
Satan pleasures yeah deaths and treasures
Must be ready, not delayed.
The sacrifice is prepared
Her naked flesh was pure
They wrapped her in some red vines
No sight for good I am sure
They shout their words of evil
Brainwashed into their minds
The sacrificial dagger
'Tis placed in hands which bind
Devouring the human flesh!
just to spill his blood like rain
Satanists rage against mankind
Take away his brain!
*instrumental*
They’ve sold their souls to Satan
Their witchcraft it is obscene!
To be a dedicated disciple
To Satan yeah this does mean!
*commence riff of awesomeness*
But I am here, They see me and they freeze!
I shout the words of sacred scrolls on my knees
A steaming stench, their flesh it runs like oil
I hear their master shouting from under the soil
They're friends of Hell!
Friends of Hell!
They're frieeeeeeeeeeends
of Hell!
5. Requiem for Youth
My life's been abused and my mind is confused
Best must have passed by
So now I must die!
Writing these words now, finding it hard
To tell you my problems you'll just disregard
Yeah!
See these words I write?!
Oh lend me your ears, just for toniiiiiiiight. Yeah!
Love it is something could never understand
Alcohol it seems is all I demand.
Deeper and deeper depression set in.
You don't understand now the way I have been. Yeah!
See these words I write
Oh lend me your ears, just for toniiiiiight. Yeah!
You say you'll pull through
You don't really care
To you I am scum
Just a flea in your hair
He pays you no money
The boss wants it all
Oh answer him back
Redundant you faaaaaaaaaaaaall, Yeah!
Redundant you fall!
Oh go on they say now through rough and grim
They don't understand the state I am in
I'm lonely and cold I've got scars on my wrist
I know if I die, I would not be missed. Yeah!
To these words I write
Oh lend me your ears just for tonight
Been on my own now, I stop day and night
When out on the street I get into a fight
Sorry for myself Yeah maybe it's true
I'm coked up in my room with nothing to do
*Yeah!* Now I'm unemployed
I'd blame it on them, but I cannot win
Holding the knife now to plunge in my chest
I ain't got the guts, maybe it’s best!
6. Shadowed Images
Are we here or is this really the end?
Are you real or just a vision they send?
I see you now, but are you really a friend?
Oh When I switch off Is it really the end?
The bubble of life confuses me
I need to know just why
My thoughts are just a-busing me
Oh why, why do we live to die?
Could it be we're only here to amuse
Oh I wish I did know!
Their games I'd try and confuse
Do I think or is it they're in control?
What purpose have I?
I need to know my role
The bubble of life confuses me
I need to know just why
My thoughts are just a-busing me
Oh why? why do we live to die?
I'm trapped inside my head, with only my thoughts
I just keep on aging no-one ever consults
My curious mind, it never seems to rest
Maybe I'm programmed
Just put down in here for the test
7. I Lost You
Destitute and empty
Can't stop, thinking of you
You’ve turned my blue skies all cloudy grey
Oh I loved you but lost you
You were so untrue
Yes I loved you but lost you
Why didn't I listen to you mama
Emotionally you broke me when you went away
Condemning me to loneliness like only a woman could
Contemplating suicide
My mamma said you'd be untrue
Oh I loved but lost you
You were so untrue
Yes I loved you but lost you
Why didn't I listen to you mama
8. Quietus
You're going nowhere
Whatch'you gonna do on the run?
I'd hate to be in your shoes now, you've got to run
He's gonna find you, he’s gonna get you on the run
He's right behind you
Don't look round, he's got a gun
Servitude you escaped from
Now you've got to hide
His servitors are coming in from the other side
A quick disguise, you get away, just one more time
He keeps on coming, Oh you know he won't resign
You lie awake at night hard a-thinkin’
You must not sleep just keep your eyes a-blinkin’
Frightened he might come Oh when you're sleepin'
Listen in the bushes, Is that him creepin'?
Irrationally you walk the streets at night
Your mind is irrevokable by daylight
He has a plan to get you it's a treat
He's got you where he wants
You bit the bait
You lie awake at night hard a-thinkin’
You must not sleep just keep your eyes a-blinkin’
Frightened he might come Oh when you're sleepin'
Listen in the bushes Is that him creepin'?
A sudden move the bullet yes it hits you hard
He's impeccable you know he caught you off your guard
A sudden move, another shot Yeah you provoke
It seems to me
It was the death finishing stroke
9. Reprise
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