headswitch

bruce dickinson

what would induce you to swear your allegiance to god

tonight?

joined at the hip to a million-volt switch of the light

alright

you want to find out

what the planet's about

falling from grace leaves a cool empty space in the sky. your eyes are black as they see the red ball of the sun

and they're blind

dribbling with come as the volts start to arc through your mind

cruel

but it's kind

like father

like son

chop off the head and the body lives on

falling from grace leaves a cool empty space in the sky. like father

like son

chop off the head and the body lives on

heaven that made you has screwed you and laughed

falling from grace leaves a cool empty space in the sky.