No Prayer for the Dying

The convoy lights are dead ahead
The Merchantman lay in ther bed
The thump of diesels hammers down
In the oily sea - the killling ground
His knuckles white his eyes alight
He slams the hatch on the deadly night
A cunning fox in the chickens lair
A hound of hell and the devil don't care

Running silent Running deep We are your final prayer
Warriors in secret sleep A merchantman's nightmare
A silent death lies waiting For all you below
Running silent Running deep Sink into your silent sleep

Chill the hearts of fighting men
In open ocean wondering when?
The lethal silver fish will fly
The boat will shiver - men will die
A cat of millions - a part to play
Killer? Victim? or fool for a day
Obeying an order - men have to die
Us or them - a well rehearsed lie

The lifeboats shattered the hull is torn
The tar black smell of burning oil
On the way down to Davy Jones
Every man for himself - you're on your own
The wolf eyes watch the crosswire
Stern tubes ready... Aim and fire!
The can pin some medal on your chest
But in two more weeks - dead like the rest

There are times when I've wondered
And times when I've cried
When my prayers they were answered
At times when I've lied
But if you asked me a question
Would I tell you the truth
Now there's something to bet on
You've got nothing to loose

When I've sat by the window
And gazed at the rain
With an ache in my heart
But never feeling the pain
And if you would tell me
Just what my life means
Walking a long road
Never reaching the end

God give me the answer to my life
God give me the answer to my dreams
God give me the answer to my prayers
God give me the answer to my being

Now the contracts out
They've out the word about
I'm coming after you

It's not the money I make
It's the thrill of the chase
And I'm coming after you

I watch you every move
Study the things you do
And the pattern of your ways

I watch you walk you walk
I hear your telephone talk
I want to understand the way you think

Better watch out Cos I'm the assassin
Better watch out Better watch out
Better watch out Cos I'm the assassin
Better watch out Better watch out

I'm in a cold sweat
I taste the smell of death
I know the moment's getting closer

And as you walk to the light
I feel my hands go tight
Excitement running through my veins

I've got you in my sights
I've got you dead to rights
The triggers waiting for my fingers

I feel adrenalin rush
It's just the final touch
You can kiss your arse goodbye

Believe in me - send us money
died in the cross and that ain't funny
But my so called friends are making me a joke
They missed out what I said like I never spoke
They choose what they wanna hear - they don't tell a lie
They just leave out the truth as they're watching you die
Saving your soul by taking your money
Flies round shit, bees around honey

Holy smoke, Holy smoke, plenty bad preachers for
The devil to stoke
Feed'em in feet first this is no joke
This is thrirsty work making Holy smoke

Jimmy Reptile and all his friends
Say they gonna be with you at the end
Burning records burning books
Holy soldiers Nazi looks
Crocodile smiles just wait a while
Till the TV Queen gets her make up clean
I've lived in filth I've lived in sin
And I still smell cleaner than the shit you're in

They ain''t religious but they ain't no fools
When Noah built his Cadilac it was cool
Two by two they're still going down
And the satalite circus just left town
I think they're strange and when they're dead
They can have a Lincoln for their bed
Friend of the president - trick of the tail
Now they ain't got a prayer - 100 years in jail

Honey its getting close to midnight
And all the myths are still in town
True love and lipstick on your linen
Bite the pillow make no sound
If here's some living to be done
Before your life becomes your tomb
You'd better know that i'm the one
So unchain your back door invite me around

Bring your daughter, bring your daughter to the slaughter
Let her go, let her go, let her go

Honey its getting close to daybreak
The sun is creeping in the sky
No patent remedies for heartache
Just empty words and humble pie
So get down on your knees honey
Assume an attitude
You just pray that I'll be waiting
'Cause you know I'm coming soon

So pick up your foolish pride, no going back
No where, no way, no place to hide

Bring your daughter, bring your daughter to the slaughter
Let her go, let her go, let her go