Judas Priest ☆ Raw Deal

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!

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