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Judas Priest - Raw Deal
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I made a spike about nine oclock on a saturday All eyes hit me as I walked into the door Then ? ? ? and then the guys were fooling in the demin dudes A couple cards played rough stuff, new york, fire island I cased the joint, straining at the scenes I moseyed up to the counter and the tender came a-grinnin I snapped the smile off his face and scowled give me a bourbon The mirror on the wall was collecting and reflecting All the heavy bodies ducking, stealing eager for some action The scene screwed me up, I saw some contact Then the big boys, saw me and knew that Id had too much, floating around Statues alive, seconds are hours Sacks like a hurricane, wrapped in and shattered I was barely holding on to this flying body symphony I guess I dream in pictures, not colors The true free expression I demand is human rights - right I gave my life, I am immortal Im going, no loss Im going, no loss Im going, no loss Im going, no loss Nightmare, just a bunch of goddamn, rotten, steaming, raw Deal
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