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  ATTACK LYRICS
 
  
  "Danger in the Air" (1984)
  1. Danger In The Air 2. The Dragon From The Hill 3. Sunday Morning 4. Lonesome Rock'n'Roller 5. Stoneway no. 3 6. The Parade 7. The Trees 8. When The Demon Flies
 
 
 
 
 
 
  1. Danger In The Air
  (Music: Ricky Van Helden, Lyrics: T. R. O. S.)
 
 �And the wise will be falling 
     To the ground�
 
 No more laughing
 There�s danger in the air
 Dying people
 No one seems to care
 
 Crying children
 Someone stop their mouths
 All around them
 There�s no single sound 
 
 The forest�s silent
 There�s danger in the air
 Something evil
 Came from anywhere
 
 Churches and temples
 Someone made them fall
 Who could save the wise
 Nobody at all
 
 Don�t trust in prophets
 There�s danger in the air
 Unknown warriors
 Came from anywhere
 
 Mountains break up
 Fire in the sky
 End of the human
 The end of all the lies�
 
 
 
  2. The Dragon From The Hill
  (Music: Ricky Van Helden, Lyrics: T. R. O. S.)
 
 What a musty smell
 Fell my horse is slowing
 As the night falls in
 And the mists are growing
 
 A village comes in sight
 Hanging trees are sleeping
 I am getting tired
 And the coldness�s creeping
 
 Fighting many years 
 I�ve stopped much disaster
 I�ve been running quick
 But the evil�s faster
 
 Heroes are unwise
 I�m better off by lingering
 I feel I�m now too late
 The tocsins soon�ll be ringing
 
 A hundred thousand innocents
 Will pay to one the Hell had sent
 And he won�t stop until
 They have paid the bill
 
 The dragon from the hill
 Comes down to kill
 To kill the human hogweed
 
 The dragon from the hill
 Comes down to kill
 Down to kill
 
 I�ll be waiting here
 What�s the use in fighting
 They run into dark
 There�s no place for hiding
 
 Suddenly there�s silence
 Now the beast is coming
 No one will survive
 There�s no sin in running
 
 A hundred thousand innocents
 Will pay to one the Hell had sent
 And he won�t stop until
 They have paid the bill
 
 The dragon from the hill
 Comes down to kill
 To kill the human hogweed
 
 The dragon from the hill
 Comes down to kill
 Down to kill...
 
 
 
  3. Sunday Morning
  (Music: Ricky Van Helden, Lyrics: T. R. O. S.)
 
 Waking up on Sunday morning
 Saturday�s been gone
 For tonight I found no new love
 That could take me home
 
 Everything I think I�ve passed it
 The heartache that she made
 It comes back much harder each time
 It will never fade
 
 Getting up on Sunday morning
 Found no sin in life
 Wish the time would fade much faster
 Wish I would survive
 
 But surviving ain�t as easy
 As it was before
 When no woman lightened my life
 She will do no more
 
 Come to see me falling
 Now who can stop my tears
 Waking up I found the ruins
 Of where I lived for years
 
 Take a walk on Sunday morning
 I can�t feel the sun
 All her warmth has turned to coldness
 Can�t feel anyone
 
 Now I have to find a new life
 In the shade of night
 Waiting for the Monday morning
 Maybe there�s a light�
 
 
 
  4. Lonesome Rock'n'Roller
  (Music: Ricky Van Helden, Lyrics: T. R. O. S. / Ricky Van Helden)
 
 You hear the loud guitar
 On stage there stands a glitter
 The rock�n�roll show just begins
 
 See him come in rage
 He gives his best on stage
 Then he says goodbye
 At the stages waits his limousine
 
 Lonesome rock�n�roller
 Everybody wants to see
 Lonesome rock�n�roller
 Alone but he feels free
 
 What a life he leads
 He may think he�s free
 But that�s not reality
 
 With contracts he has signed
 He has sold his mind
 Soon they�ll let him down
 And no one knows who he has been
 
 Lonesome rock�n�roller�
 
 
 
  5. Stoneway no. 3
  (Music: Ricky Van Helden, Lyrics: T. R. O. S. / Ricky Van Helden)
 
 Can you see that old green house
 With dirty windows at its front
 I have seen inside its walls
 I am one who lived beyond
 
 Here you find no working day
 Nobody will ever change our uncommon way
 
 Passing people shake their heads
 And look at that curious house
 This is not on their level
 Here must live the devil
 
 Can�t you see
 Stoneway No. 3?
 
 Only madmen live in here
 Everybody�s got his room
 We are playing in the night
 Sleeping �till the afternoon
 
 Everyday you hear our rock�n�roll
 You can hear it at the other side of town
 
 Passing people shake their heads
 And look at that curious house
 This is not on their level
 Here must live the devil
 
 Can�t you see
 Stoneway No. 3?
 
 
 
  6. The Parade
  (Music: T. R. O. S. / Ricky Van Helden, Lyrics: T. R. O. S.)
 
 The fate of the land has changed
 The king leads wars to come to fame
 Most young men die for the king
 Not knowing that it�s just a game
 
 The eyes of the crowd can�t see
 They give their children all for free
 There are some who don�t agree
 The one thing is the victory
 
 Their voices grow dumb
 As they see the parade
 Their minds grow dumb
 Their doubts will soon be faded
 
 Now all through this century
 The air is filled with factory steam
 The export is growing fast
 The world�s producing war machines
 
 We�re waiting for our last fight
 Some got the money � they got the rights
 Arranging a new parade
 But not against the other side
 
 Our voices grow dumb
 As we see the parade
 Our minds grow dumb
 Our doubts will soon be faded�
 
 
 
  7. The Trees
  (Music: Ricky Van Helden, Lyrics: T. R. O. S.)
 
 I walked beside a pathway
 And tried to cut a tree
 But I heard their leaves whisper
 In a summer evening breeze
 
 I�ve never seen a wonder 
 In this tremendous world
 And I know that you�ll not believe
 The things that I have heard�
 
 A spruce said to an old oak
 So many things you�ve told
 And soon your days�ll be counted
 But me � I won�t grow old
 
 From far there cried a willow
 - You�re in the forest�s shield
 But I must breathe much more lead
 Out here in my field! � 
 
 But then they heard a small elm
 - Be quiet in your good fate
 You still got resistance
 For me it�s now too late! � 
 
 Way back in my hometown
 I thought I had a dream
 But then I heard the lament
 Of the city trees
 
 Now I�m waiting for the darkness
 When the trees will call
 I use my axe for people
 I think I�ll cut them all�
 
 
 
  8. When The Demon Flies
  (Music: Ricky Van Helden, Lyrics: T. R. O. S.)
 
 Living in a broken flat
 You will kiss again the rat
 You�ll do
 
 With her love your strength has faded
 Now in the shaft the black hole waits 
 For you
 
 Your soul is burning
 You�ve passed the turning point
 Your soul is burning
 Too late to change your mind
 
 She wasn�t true she was a bitch
 You have loved an awful witch
 My friend
 
 Don�t know why you had to die
 But one day your demons will fly 
 Again
 
 Your soul is burning
 You�ve passed the turning point
 Your soul is burning
 Too late to change your mind�
  
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