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we're on a mission from rod
don't think it's very bloody funny at all, dunno what you're all laughing about
life in a city living in l.a, is a long way from huddersfield town
the back of the rainbow's a long way from heaven
but that's where he get's his pork pie
limos and ladies, they're driving him cwasy
wugby and cwicket's unknown
baseball and football, they're making him lazy
your fan club says "rodney come home"
the sheriff of huddersfield locked in his castle
look out on the hollywood hills
the sheriff of huddersfield locked in his castle
you're our own hot rod on wheels
a good game of arrows a few dozen barrels
the nautilus rusts in the yard
yorkshire is yearning but because he's earning
he'll always live in l.a.
a custom-made wallet that stays in his pocket
and never comes out to pay bills
he's winning at poker and playing the joker
and he always cheats when he deals
the sheriff of huddersfield locked in his castle
look down on the hollywood hills
the sheriff of huddersfield locked in his castle
you're our own hot rod on wheels
hello, let me introduce meself!
my name is rodney. i'm immensely strong.
when i were a lad, i could lift up five navvies on an end of a shovel.
the reason i never took up martial arts is because
i was immensely fearsome and i'd probably kill everybody that i came into contact with.
i was phenomenally strong.
pride and ego, my lads, pride and ego, is what makes the world rotate.
and everybody knows the centre of the universe is huddersfield
that's why i don't live there anymore.
i live in los angeles.
it's great!... i think
rufus the red has a crane by his bed to wrench himself up in the morn'
you dare to tread at the foot of his bed, you'll wish you'd never been born.
a bear with a sore head we don't mean your forehead, he slumbers for most of the day
wide eyed and legless baked beans for breakfast
your problem rodney is l.a.
the sheriff of huddersfield locked in his castle
look down on the hollywood hills
the sheriff of huddersfield locked in his castle
you're our own hot rod on wheels
the sheriff of huddersfield locked in his castle
look down on the hollywood hills
the sheriff of huddersfield locked in his castle
you're our own hot rod on wheels

no, i don't know what you're making such a fuss about.
no, i don't. i'm not in here for the money.
i like it here!
the sun shines all night!
(belching and farting sounds)
it's alright, i'm a yorkshireman. i can take it
i used to be able to lift five navvies on a shovel, you know
you know? uhhh... you're not bloody listening to me, are you

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 5 O'clock
They Take Me To The Gallows Pole
The Sands Of Time
For Me Are Running Low
Running Low

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 That There's Some Sort Of Error
Hard To Stop The Surmounting Terror
Is This 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 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
Somebody Cries From A Cell "God Be With You"
If There's A God Then Why Does He Let Me Go?

As I Walk My Life Drifts Before Me
Though The End Is Near I'm Not Sorry
Catch My Soul, It's Willing To Fly Away

Mark My Words Believe My Soul Lives On
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 Here Is Just A Strange Illusion

[Solo]

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Hallowed Be Thy Name
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Hallowed Be Thy Name
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah.
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Iron Maiden

Espero, En Mi Fria Celda
Cuando La Campana, Comienza A Sonar
Reflexiono Sobre Mi Pasado
Y No Hay Mucho Tiempo
Porque A Las 5 En Punto
Me Llevaran A La Horca
Las Arenas Del Tiempo Para Mi Corren Lento
Corren Lento

Cuando El Sacerdote Viene A Leerme Los Ultimos Ritos
Doy Una Ultima Mirada Atraves De Los Barrotes
A Un Mundo Que Fue Inadecuado Para Mi

Podria Ser Que Exista Alguna Clase De Terror
Es Dificil Detener El Terror Que Me Invade
Es Realmente El Fin Y No Un Loco Sueño?

Alguien Por Favor Digame Que Estoy Soñando
No Es Facil Dejar De Gritar
Pero Las Palabras Se Me Escapan Cuando Trato De Hablar
Las Lagrimas Fluyen, Pero Porque Estoy Llorando?
Despues De Todo No Tengo Miedo De Morir
No Creo Que Nunca Haya Un Fin

Cuando Los Guardias Me Escoltan Al Patio
Alguien Grita Desde Una Celda "Que Dios Este Contigo"
Si Hay Un Dios Por Que Me Deja Morir?

Mientras Camino Mi Vida Transcurre Ante Mi
Y Pienso Que El Fin Esta Cerca Y No Me Arrepiento
Atrapa Mi Alma Pues Esta Por Echarce Volar

Marca Mis Palabras Creeme Que Mi Alma Vivira
No Te Preocupes Ahora Que Me He Ido
Me He Ido Al Mas Alla Para Ver La Verdad

Cuando Sabes Que Tu Tiempo Se Acerca
Tal Vez Es Cuando Empiezas A Entender
Que La Vida Es Solo Una Extraña Ilusion

[Solo]

Si, Si, Si
Santificado Sea Tu Nombre
Si, Si, Si
Santificado Sea Tu Nombre
Si, Si, Si.

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