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Call For The Priest / Raw Deal

Judas Priest

I made a spike about nine o'clock on a Saturday.


All eyes hit me as I walked into the door.


Then stealin' (?) 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 grinning.


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.





I'd had too much, floating around.


Statues alive, seconds are hours.





SOLO (Glenn)





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.





I'm going, no loss


I'm going, no loss


I'm going, no loss


I'm going, no loss





Nightmare, just a bunch of goddamn, rotten, steaming... Raw Deal!