A suggestion for the live album lyrics

Shadow

Shadow

Deluxe Edition
Staff member
Why don't you include Bruce's speeches, crowd interactions and sing-alongs on the live albums lyrics? Most of them shouldn't really be that hard to work out, and I would gladly help out with it if that's needed. Just an idea.
 
Not a bad idea. There's this part on "live after death" where Bruce is saying : "mumble,mumble, something...when your bird shits on it". I've had the album for some eighteen years and I still can't make it out. [!--emo&:blink:--][img src=\'style_emoticons/[#EMO_DIR#]/blink.gif\' border=\'0\' style=\'vertical-align:middle\' alt=\'blink.gif\' /][!--endemo--]
 
"Now you know what not to do when a bird shits on you - The Rime of the Ancient Mariner!"
 
No, the correct sentence ís "And the moral of this story this is what not to do if a bird shits on you... the Rime of the Ancient Mariner!"
 
This has been on my mind for a while... watch this space! [!--emo&^_^--][img src=\'style_emoticons/[#EMO_DIR#]/happy.gif\' border=\'0\' style=\'vertical-align:middle\' alt=\'happy.gif\' /][!--endemo--]
 
That would be cool. The speech in the intro of The Clansman in Rock in Rio is something that I could never get the whole...
 
I can work out most of it, but sometimes Bruce just mumbles something I can't hear. We really should have AM to do this!
 
Yeah I might be able to help out [!--emo&:)--][img src=\'style_emoticons/[#EMO_DIR#]/smile.gif\' border=\'0\' style=\'vertical-align:middle\' alt=\'smile.gif\' /][!--endemo--]
 
We're almost going to start needed a new forum for the live albums - I finally got Live at Donington - even if just to post a bit on how the songs are better than/worse than album songs.
 
I'd be glad to help.

Oooh! I know one! 'Scream for me long beach!'. [!--emo&:p--][img src=\'style_emoticons/[#EMO_DIR#]/tongue.gif\' border=\'0\' style=\'vertical-align:middle\' alt=\'tongue.gif\' /][!--endemo--] See, i know my stuff [!--emo&B)--][img src=\'style_emoticons/[#EMO_DIR#]/cool.gif\' border=\'0\' style=\'vertical-align:middle\' alt=\'cool.gif\' /][!--endemo--] [!--emo&:rolleyes:--][img src=\'style_emoticons/[#EMO_DIR#]/rolleyes.gif\' border=\'0\' style=\'vertical-align:middle\' alt=\'rolleyes.gif\' /][!--endemo--]
 
what was cool was bruce talking about queen victoria´s joints in the LAD video before rime of the ancient mariner. [!--emo&:bow:--][img src=\'style_emoticons/[#EMO_DIR#]/bowdown.gif\' border=\'0\' style=\'vertical-align:middle\' alt=\'bowdown.gif\' /][!--endemo--]
 
'Wasting Love' in A Real Live One
If someone is interested... [!--emo&-_---][img src=\'style_emoticons/[#EMO_DIR#]/sleep.gif\' border=\'0\' style=\'vertical-align:middle\' alt=\'sleep.gif\' /][!--endemo--]


”Hé ! Bonsoir bienvenue ! héé...
c’est le première fois que je parle français pour une année et demi.
eh eh eh eh eh !
peu dangereuse...
Nous avons un nouveau album oui, c’est ça ?
Fear of the Dark, oui.

Cette chanson, c’est un peu différent pour nous de faire ce type de chanson mais pour nous c’est... c’est important pa...parce qu’il... il est une chanson qui est... qui est pour... pour la coeur... si euh.... il euh...

L’amour ce n’est pas seulement un homme “fuck” un amie, ce n’est pas. L’amour c’est... c’est plus... plus on va dans la tête, dans la coeur, dans... toute la forme.

Wasting Love.”

Paris, La Villette, September 5th 1992

Edit : I've left all the gramatical mistakes, of course ! [!--emo&:D--][img src=\'style_emoticons/[#EMO_DIR#]/biggrin.gif\' border=\'0\' style=\'vertical-align:middle\' alt=\'biggrin.gif\' /][!--endemo--]
 
I'd be glad to help out with this... I usually sing along with Bruce, talking to the audiance, etc. [!--emo&;)--][img src=\'style_emoticons/[#EMO_DIR#]/wink.gif\' border=\'0\' style=\'vertical-align:middle\' alt=\'wink.gif\' /][!--endemo--]
 
Live After Death (Unfinished):

Intro - Aces High

<Airplane Engines>
<Churchill's Speech>

There goes the siren that warns of the air raid
Then comes the sound of the guns sending flak
Out for the scramble we've got to get airborne
Got to get up for the coming attack
Jump in the cockpit and start up the engines
Remove all the wheel blocks there's no time to waste
Gathering speed as we head down the runway
Got to get airborne before it's too late
Running, scrambling, flying
Rolling, turning, diving, going in again
Running, scrambling, flying
Rolling, turning, diving...
Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die
Run, live to fly, fly to live, Aces high, YEAO!
(2:59 - Solo: Dave Murray)
(3:13 - Solo: Adrian Smith)
Move in to fire at the mainstream of bombers
Let off a sharp burst and then turn away
Roll over, spin round to come in behind them
Move to their blind sides and firing again
Bandits at 8 O'clock move in behind us
Ten Me-109s out of the sun
Ascending and turning our spitfires to face them
Heading straight for them I press down my guns
Rolling, turning, diving
Rolling, turning, diving, going in again
Rolling, turning, diving
Rolling, turning, diving, going in again
Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die
Run, live to fly, fly to live, Aces high, HAHAHAOW!
Good evening Long Beach Arena!



2 Minutes to Midnight

"Two minutes to midnight!
Alright, let me see your hands in the air! Everywhere!
Hey! C'mon! Alright, let it go!"

Kill for gain or shoot to maim but we don't need a reason
The Golden Goose is on the loose and never out of season
Blackened pride still burns inside this shell of bloody treason
Here's my gun for a barrel of fun for the love of living death
The killer's breed or the demon's seed
The glamour, the fortune, the pain
Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain
But don't you pray for my soul anymore
"Everybody sing it!"
2 minutes to midnight, the hands that threaten doom, "Yeah!"
2 minutes "Sing it!" to midnight, to kill the unborn in the womb, "yeah!"
The blind men shout let the creatures out, we'll show the unbelievers
The napalm screams of human flames, of a prime-time Belsen feast... YEAH!
As the reasons for the carnage cut their meat and lick the gravy
We oil the jaws of the war machine and feed it with our babies
The killer's breed or the demon's seed
The glamour, the fortune, the pain
Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain
But don't you pray for my soul anymore
"Everybody sing it!"
2 minutes to midnight, the hands that threaten doom, "yeah!"
2 minutes "Sing it!" to midnight, to kill the unborn in the womb, "yeah!"
(2:45 – Solo: Dave Murray)
(3:05 – Solo: Adrian Smith)
The body bags and little rags of children torn in two
And the jellied brains of those who remain to put the finger right on you
As the madmen play on words and make us all dance to their song
To the tune of starving millions, to make a better kind of gun
The killer's breed or the demon's seed
The glamour, the fortune, the pain
Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain
But don't you pray for my soul anymore
"Everybody!"
2 minutes to midnight, the hands that threaten doom, "yeah!"
2 minutes "Sing it!" to midnight, to kill the unborn in the womb, "Yeah!"
Midnight... midnight... it's all night
Midnight... midnight... all night!

"Here is a song off the piece of Mind album, the song is called..."

The Trooper

"THE TROOPER! Oh, let me see your hands in the air, everywhere.
Go! Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah!"

You'll take my life but I'll take yours too
You'll fire your musket but I'll run you through
So when you're waiting for the next attack
You'd better stand there's no turning back

The bugle sounds and the charge begins
But on this battlefield no one wins
The smell of acrid smoke and horses breath
As I plunge on into certain death

Ooooooooh! Ooooooooh!

The horse he sweats with fear we break to run
The mighty roar of the Russian guns
And as we race toward the human wall
The screams of pain as my comrades fall

We hurdle bodies that lay on the ground
And the Russians fire another round
We get so near yet so far away
We won't live to fight another day

Ooooooooh! Ooooooooh!

(2:09 – Solo: Adrian Smith)
(2:31 – Solo: Dave Murray)

We get so close near enough to fight
When a Russian gets me in his sights
He pulls the trigger and I feel the blow
A burst of rounds take my horse below

And as I lay there gazing at the sky
My body's numb and my throat is dry
And as I lay forgotten and alone
Without a tear I draw my parting groan

Ooooooooh! Ooooooooh! "Alright!"

"Thank you! Nice to see ya. <unintelligable> Hahaha.
Here's a song off piece of mind, this one. A little about religion...
or about washing your car. Or maybe it's about a pair of curtains...
Revelations, this one!"

Revelations

"Alright, lemme see you wave your flippers in the air! Hey! Oooohhh...
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeeaaahhooo...Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah!"

"O God of Earth and Altar, bow down and hear our cry
Our earthly rulers falter, our people drift and die
The walls of gold entomb us, the swords of scorn divide
Take not thy thunder from us, but take away our pride"

(G. K. Chesterton: English Hymnal)

"Oie, to California, lemme see your lighters out there!"

Just a babe in a black abyss, no reason for a place like this
The walls are cold and souls cry out in pain
An easy way for the blind to go, a clever path for the fools who know
The Secret of the Hanged Man – the smile on his lips

The light of the Blind – you'll see
The venom that tears my spine
The Eyes of the Nile are opening – you'll see

"Los Angeles, can you feel it!?"

She came to me with a serpent's kiss as the Eye of the Sun rose on her lips
Moonlight catches silver tears I cry
So we lay in a black embrace and the Seed is sown in a holy place
And I watched her and I waited for the Dawn, "ooh..."

The light of the Blind – you'll see
The venom that tears my spine
The Eyes of the Nile are opening – you'll see

(3:34 – Solo: Dave Murray)
(4:04 – Solo: Adrian Smith)

Bind all of us together ablaze with Hope and Free,
No storm or heavy weather will rock the boat you'll see
The time has come to close your eyes and still the wind and rain
For the one who will be King is the Watcher in the Ring

It is You, it is You... "Ooh....oh...yoouuu.........
<unintelligable from Nicko>

Scream for me Long Beach! Scream for me Long Beach!
The Flight of Icarus!"

The Flight of Icarus

"Hey! Oooh...yeah yeah!"

As the sun breaks above the ground an old man stands on the hill, "LET IT GO!"
As the ground warms to the first rays of light a bird song shatters the still
His eyes are ablaze, see the madman in his gaze, "yeah!"
Fly, on your way, like an eagle, fly as high as the sun
On your way, like an eagle, fly and touch the sun, "Yeah! oohoooooh."
Now the crowd breaks and a young boy appears, looks the old man in the eye
As he spreads his wings and shouts at the crowd "In the name of God my father I'll fly!"
His eyes seem so glazed as he flies on the wings of a dream
Now he knows his father betrayed, now his wings turn to ashes to ashes his grave
Fly, on your way, like an eagle, fly as high as the sun
On your way, like an eagle, fly as high as the sun
(1:39 – Solo: Dave Murray)
(1:54 – Solo: Adrian Smith)
"Yeaheaheah!"
Fly, on your way, like an eagle, fly as high as the sun
On your way, like an eagle, fly as high as the sun
On your way, like an eagle, fly toward the sun
On your way, like an eagle, fly...

(2:40 – Solo: Dave Murray)
Fly as high as the sun, "YEEAAAAHHHHAAAHHAA! Phew.."

"And the moral of this story is what not to do if your bird shits on you - The Rime of the Ancient Mariner!"

The Rime of The Ancient Mariner

"Yeah yeah eeaahhh yeah yeah!"

Hear the rime of the ancient mariner
See his eye as he stops one of three
Mesmerizes one of the wedding guests
Stay here and listen the nightmares of the sea
And the music plays on, as the bride passes by
Caught by his spell and the mariner tells his tale
Driven south to the land of the snow and ice
To a place where nobody's been
Through the snow fog flies on the albatross
Hailed in God's name, hoping good luck it brings
And the ship sails on, back to the North
Through the fog and ice and the albatross follows on
The mariner kills the bird of good omen
His shipmates cry against what he's done
But when the fog clears they justify him
And make themselves a part of the crime
Sailing on and on and North across the sea
Sailing on and on and North 'til all is calm
The albatross begins with its vengeance
A terrible curse a thirst has begun
His shipmates blame bad luck on the mariner
About his neck the dead bird is hung
And the curse goes on and on at sea
And the curse goes on and on for them and me
"Day after day, day after day, we stuck nor breath nor motion
As idle as a painted ship upon a painted ocean
Water, water everywhere and all the boards did shrink
Water, water everywhere nor any drop to drink." "No, no.."
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE (1798-1834)
There, calls the Mariner, there comes a ship over the line
But how can she sail with no wind in her sails and no tide?
See... onward she comes, onward she nears, out of the sun
See... she has no crew, she has no life, wait but there's two
Death and she Life in Death, they throw their dice for the crew
She wins the mariner and he belongs to her now
Then... crew one by one, they drop down dead, two hundred men
She... She Life in Death, she lets him live, her chosen one
"One after one by the star dogged moon, too quick for groan or sigh
Each turned his face with a ghastly pang, and cursed me with his eye
Four times fifty living men, (and I heard nor sigh nor groan)
with heavy thump, a lifeless lump, they dropped down one by one."
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE (1798-1834)
The curse it lives on in their eyes
The mariner he wished he'd die
Along with the sea creatures
But they lived on, so did he
And by the light of the moon
He prays for their beauty not doom
With heart he blesses them,
God's creatures all of them too
Then the spell starts to break
The albatross falls from his neck
Sinks down like lead into the Sea
Then down in falls comes the rain

"Eeeaaahhhahahahhaeeheeheahahaheee, HEY! Let's go! Hey!
Yeah! Yeeaaaaaaeeaaahhhhh.."
(8:52 – Solo: Adrian Smith)
(9:34 – Solo: Dave Murray)
Hear the groans of the long dead seamen
See them stir and they start to rise
Bodies lifted by good spirits
None of them speak and they're lifeless in their eyes
And revenge is still sought, penance starts again
Cast into a trance and the nightmare carries on
Now the curse is finally lifted
And the Mariner sights his home
Spirits go from the long dead bodies
Form their own light and the Mariner's left alone "Hey!"
And then a boat came sailing toward him
It was a joy he could not believe
The Pilot's boat, his son and the hermit
Penance of life will fall onto Him
And the ship it sinks like lead into the sea
And the hermit shrieves the Mariner of his sins
The Mariner's bound to tell of his story
To tell his tale wherever he goes
To teach God's word by his own example
That we must love all things that God made
And the wedding guest's a sad and wiser man
And the tale goes on and on and on... OooooooOooooohh......


Powerslave

<Mummy Sound Effects>

Into the Abyss I'll fall – the eye of Horus
Into the eyes of the night watching me go
Green is the cat's eye that glows in this temple
Enter the risen Osiris – risen again
Tell me why I had to be a Powerslave
I don't wanna die, I'm a God, why can't I live on?
When the Life-Giver dies, all around is laid waste
And in my last hour I'm a slave to the power of Death
When I was living this lie, fear was my game
People would worship and fall, drop to their knees
So bring me the blood and red wine for the one to succeed me
For he is a man and a God – and He will die too
"Long beach Arena! Scream for me!"
Tell me why I had to be a Powerslave
I don't wanna die, I'm a God, why can't I live on?
When the Life-Giver dies, all around is laid waste
And in my last hour I'm a slave to the power of Death
(3:00 – Solo: Dave Murray)
(3:47 – Solo: Adrian Smith)
(4:28 – Solo: Dave Murray)
Now I am cold but a ghost lives in my veins
Silent the terror that reigned – marbled in stone
Shell of a man God preserved for a thousand ages
But open the gates of my Hell – I will strike from the grave, "Ooooh!"

"Long Beach Arena, Scream for me!"
Tell me why I had to be a Powerslave
I don't wanna die, I'm a God, why can't I live on?
When the Life-Giver dies, all around is laid waste
And in my last hour I'm a slave to the power of- <pause>
Slave to the Power of Death...
Slave to the Power of Death...

"Woe to you, Oh Earth and Sea, for the Devil sends the
beast with wrath, because he knows the time is short...
Let him who hath understanding reckon the number of the
beast for it is a human number, its number is Six hundred and
sixty six."


The Number of the Beast

I left alone, my mind was blank
I needed time to think, to get the memories from my mind
What did I see? Can I believe
That what I saw that night was real and not just fantasy
Just what I saw in my old dreams
Were they reflections of my warped mind staring back at me
'Cause in my dreams it's always there
The evil face that twists my mind and brings me to despair

"YEEEEAAAAHHHOOOOOOH.."
Night was black, was no use holding back
'Cause I just had to see was someone watching me
In the mist dark figures move and twist
Was this all for real or just some kind of hell?
Six six six – the Number of the Beast
Hell and fire was spawned to be released
Torches blazed and sacred chants were praised
As they start to cry hands held to the sky
In the night the fires burning bright
The ritual has begun Satan's work is done
Six six six – the Number of the Beast
Sacrifice is going on tonight
(2:23 – Solo: Dave Murray)
(2:51 – Solo: Adrian Smith)
This can't go on I must inform the law
Can this still be real or just some crazy dream?
But I feel drawn toward the evil chanting hordes
Seem to mesmerize me, can't avoid their eyes
Six six six – the Number of the Beast
Six six six – the one for you and me
I'm coming back, I will return
And I'll possess your body and I'll make "Southern California fucking" burn
I have the fire, I have the force
I have the power to make my evil take its course


Hallowed be Thy Name

I'm waiting in my cold cell when the bell begins to chime
Reflecting on my past life and it doesn't have much time
'Cause at five o'clock they take me to the gallows pole, "yeah."
The sands of time for me are running low...
Running low...

"Ooooh....yeah yeah!"
When the priest comes to read me the last rites
I take a look through the bars at the last sights
Of a world that has gone very wrong for me
Can it be there's been some kind of error
Hard to stop the surmounting terror
Is it really the end not some crazy dream?
Somebody please tell me that I'm dreaming
It's not easy to stop from screaming
But words escape me when I try to speak
Tears they flow but why am I crying?
After all I'm not afraid of dying
Don't I believe that there never is an end?
As the guards march me out to the courtyard
Someone calls from a cell "God be with you!"
If there's a god then why has he let me go?
As I walk all my life drifts before me
And though the end is near I'm not sorry
Catch my soul it's willing to fly away
Mark my words please believe my soul lives on
Please don't worry now that I have gone
I've gone beyond to see the truth
When you know that your time is close at hand
Maybe then you'll begin to understand
Life down there is just a strange illusion

"Scream for me long beach! Scream for me long beach! Alright!"
(4:54 – Solo: Dave Murray)
(5:10 – Solo: Adrian Smith)
Yeeeaaa-ho-hah-oh-oh...! Hallowed be thy name! Hallowed be thy name!

"Scream for me long beach! Scream for me long beach! The Iron Maiden!"

Iron Maiden

"Now then, Let me see your hands in the air! Hey! Alright!"

Won't you come into my room, I wanna show you all my wares.
I just want to see your blood, I just want to stand and stare.
See the blood begin to flow as it falls upon the floor.
Iron Maiden can't be faught, Iron Maiden can't be sought.

"I want you to sing two words for me, 'Iron maiden', alright?"

Oh Well, wherever, wherever you are, "Sing Iron maiden!"
Iron Maiden's gonna get you, no matter how far.
See the blood flow watching it shed up above my head. "Iron maiden!"
Iron Maiden wants you for dead.

Won't you come into my room, I wanna show you all my wares.
I just want to see your blood, I just want to stand and stare.
See the blood begin to flow as it falls upon the floor.
Iron Maiden can't be fought, Iron Maiden can't be sought.

Oh Well, wherever, wherever you are
Iron Maiden's gonna get you, no matter how far.
See the blood flow watching it shed up above my head.
Iron Maiden wants you for dead.

"Scream for me Long beach! SCREAM FOR ME LONG BEACH! That's right!"

Won't you come into my room, I wanna show you all my wares.
I just want to see your blood, I just want to stand and stare.
See the blood begin to flow as it falls upon the floor.
Iron Maiden can't be fought, Iron Maiden can't be sought.

Oh Well, wherever, wherever you are
Iron Maiden's gonna get you, no matter how far.
See the blood flow watching it shed up above my head. "Sing Iron maiden!"
Iron Maiden wants you for dead.

"Long Beach Arena, Southern California! I want you, and you, and you, and you, and you, and you...
Iron Maiden's gunna get all of you! Long Beach Arena! Thank you and good night! Everybody! Thank you, thank you!
Good night! C'mon... Thank you!"

"RUN TO THE HILLS!"


Run To the Hills

"Alright, let's <???>, get those hands in the air everywhere! Yeah!"

White man came across the sea
He brought us pain and misery
He killed our tribes killed our creed
He took our game for his own need

We fought him hard we fought him well
Out on the plains, "Sing it!" "we gave him hell"
But many came too much for Cree
Oh will we ever be set free?

Riding through dustclouds and barren wastes
Galloping hard on the plains
Chasing the redskins back to their holes
Fighting them at their own game
Murder for freedom the stab in the back
Women and children are cowards attack

Run to the hills, run for your lives
Run to the hills, run for your lives

Soldiers blue in the barren wastes
Hunting and killing their game
Raping the women and wasting the men
The only good Indians are tame
Selling them whiskey and taking their gold
Enslaving the young and destroying the old

Run to the hills, run for your lives
Run to the hills, run for your lives

(2:09 – Solo: Dave Murray)

Run to the hills, run for your lives
Run to the hills, run for your lives

"YEEAAAHHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHOW! Yeeaaahhhaahhhh...yeah!"


Running Free

"Alright, lemme see those hands, across the air, everywhere! Go! Long Beach Arena!
Something from the first Iron maiden album! Something by the name of Running Free
Let it go!"

Just sixteen, a pickup truck, out of money, out of luck.
I've got nowhere to call my own, hit the gas, and here I go.

I'm running free yeah, I'm running free.
I'm running free yeah, Oh I'm running free.

Spent the night in an L. A. jail, and listened to the sirens wail.
They ain't got a thing on me, I'm running wild, I'm running free, yeah!"

I'm running free yeah, "C'mon!" I'm running free.
I'm running free yeah, Oh I'm running free. "Get outta my way!"

Puller here at the Bottle Top, whiskey, dancing, disco hop.
Now all the boys are after me, and that's the way it's gonna be

I'm running free yeah, I'm running free.
I'm running free yeah, Oh I'm running free.

Bruce: Alright, lemme see those hands in the air! Hey c'mon, hey! Everybody!
I said everybody! Everybody in this place called- Lemme see those people there with their hands in the air.
C'mon everybody on their feet, c'mon let's see everybody. Hey! Fourth night, long beach. Guys last night, and
saturday night, alright...They were the loudest night we've ever had down here in Los Angeles, alright, last night.
And this is your chance...this is your chance to show the guys who came on satuday night who's the boss, alright?
Alright, lemme tell ye- Lemme tell you how we're gunna do it, alright. We're gunna chuck the audiance in too.
We're gunna have all the guys in a line down there, alright. We're gunna have all the people around the right hand side,
around these balconies. We're gunna have all these people down on the floor, alright down here, alright? Can I hear a scream for all the
people on the right hand side?

Audiance: YEEAAAAAAAHHH!!

Bruce: Pretty good...pretty good. Not bad.

<screaming continues>

Bruce: Wait for it left hand side..wait for it...NOW!

Audiance: YEEEAAAHHH! (louder than the first)

Bruce: Now tell me if they've been doing strange drugs, or too much alcohol or waht it is, but they're real happy over there.

(GOT BORED AFTER THIS, SOMEONE ELSE CONTINUE!)
 
[!--QuoteBegin-Shadow+Jul 21 2004, 11:28 AM--][div class=\'quotetop\']QUOTE(Shadow @ Jul 21 2004, 11:28 AM)[/div][div class=\'quotemain\'][!--QuoteEBegin--]Why don't you include Bruce's speeches, crowd interactions and sing-alongs on the live albums lyrics? Most of them shouldn't really be that hard to work out, and I would gladly help out with it if that's needed. Just an idea.
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Well, the [a href=\'http://www.maidenfans.com/imc/index.php?url=album05b_lad/lyrics05b_lad&link=albums&lang=eng\' target=\'_blank\']lyrics of Live After Death[/a] have been re-worked as you wanted them. Let me know if I forgot some important things or if I made any mistakes (I most probably did! [!--emo&^_^--][img src=\'style_emoticons/[#EMO_DIR#]/happy.gif\' border=\'0\' style=\'vertical-align:middle\' alt=\'happy.gif\' /][!--endemo--] ).
 
i think at the end of Revelation bruces singin: All... of... you
nicko: mother******s!
 
There has never been a dull moment at a Maiden show with Bruce on the mike between songs! Too bad that he went from making intelligent, insightful comments (i.e. Live After Death) to sounding like a foul-mouthed crazy old man (BNW tour).

He's Bruce though, and he's great.

analogkid2112
 
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