Balls to Picasso Lyrics (1994) - Bruce Dickinson Album Lyrics

Balls to Picasso Lyrics Album by Bruce Dickinson

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1. Cyclops

We all have secret lives
In our secret rooms
Living in our movies
Humming our own tunes

Living life in camera
When the night is closing down
Sliding into darkness
You could be like me

Where are you going?
What are you doing?
Why are you looking at the cameras eye?
Where are you staying?
Why are you leaving?
We watch you breathing through the cameras eye

We all make up our faces
The makeup of the clown
Happy leaving traces
Of our childish background

Pointing at the sky
We can watch the stars
You think you’re all alone
But you never are

Where are you going?
What are you doing?
Why are you looking at the cameras eye?
Where are you staying?
Why are you leaving?
We watch you breathing through the cameras eye

They ain’t watching you
They ain’t watching you now
They ain’t watching you
They ain’t watching you now

Where are you going?
What are you doing?
Why are you looking at the cameras eye?
Political sleazes
Sexual divas
We watch your beating through the cameras eye

2. Hell No

There’s a secret that we all share
In the darkest hours of the night
You can swear on the bible…
Cut the throat of your rival

Oh, oh
I’ve been taking my life in my hand
And I’m making new plans, yeah…
Now I’m starting my life on my own
In the virgin unknown…

Hell… Hell no…
Oh, where do we belong?
In this place, where we fight
Oh, where do we belong?

There’s a place in the misty air
Not a million miles away from here
You can make it your own place
You can change your own face

I’ve been taking my life in my hand
And I’m making new plans, yeah…
Now I’m starting my life on my own
In the virgin unknown…

Hell… Hell no…
Oh, where do we belong?
In this place, where we fight
Oh, where do we go wrong?

Screaming
Hell… Hell no…
Oh, where do we belong?
In this place, where we fight
Oh, where do we go wrong?

If you can’t really say what you don’t really know
Then you don’t really know what you can’t really say
If you can’t really say what you don’t really know
Then you don’t really know what you can’t really say
If you can’t really say what you don’t really know
Then you don’t really know what you can’t really say
If you can’t really say what you don’t really know
Then you don’t really know what you can’t really say

Screaming out hell no
Shouting out hell no
On his knees singing hell no
Defiant as hell no
On the streets singing hell no
Still looking for hell no
On his knees singing hell no
Hell no, hell no, one, two, three, four

Hell… Hell no…
Oh, where do we belong?
In this place, where we fight
Oh, where did we go wrong?

Screaming
Hell… Hell no…
Oh, where do we belong?
In this place, where we fight
Oh, where did we go wrong?

3. Gods of War

When I was younger I thought
That to kill or be killed was a thing
To be proud of
Victim of change, prisoner of hope
Hanged by the neck on the end of a rope
I don’t know… I don’t care…

Oh, one of the damned
Oh, part of the plan
Cry oh oh oh, the gods of war
They howl and cry for more
Cry oh oh oh, the gods of war
They howl and cry for more

Now taking both sides at a time on the front line
You can join in the fear
Share in the bloodshed
Investing your money in guns, the infinite fun
Of the warlord you saved
From the rusty grave

Oh, one of the damned
Oh, part of the plan
Cry oh oh oh, the gods of war
They howl and cry for more
Cry oh oh oh, the gods of war
They howl and cry for more

Cry oh oh oh, the gods of war
They howl and cry for more
Cry oh oh oh, the gods of war
They howl and cry for more

4. 1000 Points of Light

You can sail in the desert with a ship of fools
You can smuggle in Moses and his book of rules
But you can’t take a mother and give her back her son
What kind of freedom is bought with a gun?

People like to build their prison walls
When they’re afraid to look inside
A thousand points of light
Are the muzzle flashes in the night
And the freedoms you profess to hold
Won’t bring the dead back from the cold…

Political speeches they are lying in the mud
Nothing else matters but money and blood
Tyranny of freedom is do what you like
There’s a world gone crazy, cause it can’t say no

A thousand points of light
Are the muzzle flashes in the night
And the freedoms you profess to hold
Won’t bring the dead back from the cold…

“What is it that produces the light?
What is it that makes these thousand points of light shine?
What is it that will make America a kinder and gentler nation?
Perhaps I should ask who, who is it?” (George Bush)

There should be time for love
But there’s too much room for hate
Too sliding of the truth
Too much abuse of wasted youth

There’s a time for dying
And a time for living too
Had enough of media lies
Had enough of your alibis

A thousand points of light
Are the muzzle flashes in the night
And the freedoms you profess to hold
Won’t bring the dead back from the cold…

5. Laughing in the Hiding Bush

There’s a sinister game that children play
Hey, hey, hey, hey
When they get to the end of each schoolday
Hey, hey, hey, hey

They spend their lives getting ready for the kill… Ha!

Laughing in the hiding bush
The joker is back
Laughing in the hiding bush
The joker is back

Who remembers the names of fallen heroes?
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Who remembers today to fly their flags?
Hey, hey, hey, hey

I couldn’t say I loved you like I did before… Ha!

Laughing in the hiding bush
The joker is back
Laughing in the hiding bush

It’s the laughing attack
The joker is back
He’s wild in the pack
The joker is back
Laughing in the hiding gonna kick him in the bush, yeah

Laughing in the hiding bush
The joker is back
Laughing in the hiding bush
The joker is back

Laughing in the hiding bush
He’s wild in the pack
Laughing in the hiding bush
The joker is back

6. Change of Heart

Here I sit, alone at a window
The rain falls down
On the glass in the cold

All my life I’ve been waiting for a moment
It never came, maybe never will
Ah, sometimes I don’t know

Those days are gone
Lord, I hide where I just can’t say
I’m still there, catching your tears
Before they fall to the ground

You, you’re walking away
You couldn’t stay
You need a change of heart
You, you’re walking away
You couldn’t stay
You need a change of heart
Yeah

Trees are bare, the earth, it is hard
I wait for winter, soft winter and snow

Those days are gone
Now I hide where I just can’t say
I’ll be there, catching your tears
Before they fall to the ground

You, you’re walking away
You couldn’t stay
You need a change of heart
You, you’re walking away
You couldn’t stay
You need a change of heart

And I know wherever you go
I’ll be around
Yeah
I’ll be there, catching your tears
Before they fall to the ground
Yeah

Those days are gone
Now I hide where I just can’t say
I’m still there, watching your tears
As they fall to the ground

You, you’re walking away
You couldn’t stay
You need a change of heart
You, you’re walking away
You couldn’t stay
You need a change of heart

You, you’re walking away
You couldn’t stay
You need a change of heart
Oh, oh… my… child
You need a change of heart
You, you’re walking away
(I need your love so bad)
Change of heart, change of heart
Change of, change of heart…

7. Shoot All the Clowns

Shoot, shoot, shoot all the clowns
Shoot, shoot, shoot all the clowns
Shoot, shoot

I’ve been down at the crazy house
I’ve been playing with the cat and the mouse
I’ve been down, I’ve been down
I’ve seen the crazy people running around

Shoot all the clowns
Shoot ’em down, shoot ’em down, shoot ’em down
Shoot all the clowns
Shoot ’em down, shoot ’em down, shoot ’em down

Welcome to the circus where I fool around
I’ve got the killer smile, I’m a killer clown
Cover up your face, you’ve been found out
You laugh when there’s nothing to smile about

Shoot all the clowns
Shoot ’em down, shoot ’em down, shoot ’em down
Shoot all the clowns
Shoot ’em down, shoot ’em down, shoot ’em down

Shoot, shoot, shoot all the clowns
Shoot, shoot, shoot all the clowns
Shoot, shoot

Wanna gimme money, well you better get ready
I’m a certified friend of John Paul Getty
I’m a fat stargazer, I’m an all night raver
I’m an anything you wannabe, if I can get your sympathy

Welcome to the circus, I’m the killer clown
Welcome to the circus, hey gather round
Two sides of life, two sides of fun
The one who does it and the one who gets done

Shoot all the clowns
Shoot ’em down, shoot ’em down, shoot ’em down
Shoot all the clowns
Shoot ’em down, shoot ’em down, shoot ’em down

Shoot, shoot, shoot all the clowns
Shoot, shoot, shoot all the clowns
Shoot, shoot, shoot all the clowns
Shoot, shoot, shoot all the clowns
Shoot, shoot, shoot all the clowns
Shoot, shoot, shoot all the clowns…

8. Fire

Always let you down…
Always fooled around
Always stealing your own way

Life just seems too short
Life lived in the dirt
Kicked in the teeth
Is what you meant to say

Fighting battles, never fired a shot

Step into the fire
You’re gonna get burned
Hide all the money you saved
Money won’t pay
For the trouble you caused
Trouble’s coming back for more

Living on the edge
A blind man kneels on broken glass
Building the bars of his own cage

Running circles till you drop
Hating life until it stops
Kicked in the teeth
Is what you meant to say

Fighting battles, never fired a shot

Step into the fire
You’re gonna get burned
Hide all the money you saved
Money won’t pay
For the trouble you caused
Trouble’s coming back for more

Running circles till you drop
Hating life until it stops
Kicked in the teeth
Is what you meant to say

Fighting battles, never fired a shot

Step into the fire
You’re gonna get burned
Hide all the money you saved
Money won’t pay
For the trouble you caused
Trouble’s coming back for more

9. Sacred Cowboys

With a sense of irony everyone you see is chasing their illusions
Take a dive or sink or swim, but in the end you’re in the same pollution

In your world escape is swift, the nonsense list is all you need to know
In the land of dreams, you make the right connections, then you’ll be the hero…

Ecstasy, the cult of me provides our institutions
You can live forever with a grave that stands where people used to function

You can join the saviors of our culture, vultures circling overhead my sky
Like the sin of gluttony won’t set you free, but Betty Ford can help you try

You can get all the things you never needed
You can sell people crap and make them eat it

But where is our John Wayne?
Where’s our sacred cowboy now?
Where are the Indians on the hill?
There’s no Indians left to kill

People die with oxygen and all their money can afford a breath
People starving everywhere and staring in the face of death

Prostitutes and politicians laying in their beds together
You can be the savior of the poor making up the policies
to open up the back door…

You can get all the things you never needed
You can sell people crap and make them eat it

Where is our John Wayne?
Where’s our sacred cowboys now?
Where are the Indians on the hill?
There’s no Indians left to kill

Where is our John Wayne?
Where’s our sacred cowboy now?
Where are the Indians on the hill?
There’s no Indians left to kill

You can get all the things you never needed
You can sell people crap and make them eat it.. eat it!

Where is our John Wayne?
Where’s our sacred cowboys now?
Where are the Indians on the hill?
There’s no Indians left to kill

Where is our John Wayne?
Where’s our sacred cowboy now?
Where are the Indians on the hill?
There’s no Indians left to… kill…

10. Tears of the Dragon

For too long now
There were secrets in my mind
For too long now
There were things I should have said

In the darkness, I was stumbling for the door
To find a reason, to find the time, the place, the hour

Waiting for the winter sun, and the cold light of day
The misty ghosts of childhood fears
The pressure is building and I can’t stay away

I throw myself into the sea
Release the wave, let it wash over me
To face the fear, I once believed
The tears of the dragon, for you and for me

Where I was
I had wings that couldn’t fly
Where I was
I had tears I couldn’t cry

My emotions frozen in an icy lake
I couldn’t feel them until the ice began to break

I have no power over this, you know I’m afraid
The walls I built are crumbling
The water is moving, I’m slipping away

I throw myself into the sea
Release the wave, let it wash over me
To face the fear, I once believed
The tears of the dragon, for you and for me

Slowly I awake
Slowly I rise
The walls I built are crumbling
The water is moving, I’m slipping away

I throw myself into the sea
Release the wave, let it wash over me
To face the fear, I once believed
The tears of the dragon, for you and for me

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