Killing Is My Business... And Business Is Good!
Produced by
Dave Mustaine & Karat Faye 1985 - MUSIC FOR NATIONS |
DAVE
MUSTAINE lead guitar, vocals, piano |
CHRIS
POLAND lead guitar |
DAVID
ELLEFSON bass guitar, backing vocals |
GAR
SAMUELSON drums, tympani |
1. Last Rites / Loved To
Death
2. Killing Is My Business...And Business Is Good
3. Skull Beneath The Skin
4. These Boots
5. Rattlehead
6. Chosen Ones
7. Looking Down The Cross
8. Mechanix
Last
Rites/Loved to Death
(Music, Lyrics: Mustaine)
Your body's empty
now as I hold you
Now you're gone, I miss you but I told you
I remember bad times more than good
There's no coming back even if we could
I loved you to death
If I can't have you
then no one will
And I I won't I'll have to kill
My only love, something I've never felt
Now you've gone to Heaven and I'll burn in Hell
I loved you to death
And now I'm down below
and what do I see?
You didn't go to heaven, you're down here with me
And now you're coming back, "Baby take me please"
I really think I would if you weren't such a sleaze
I loved you once
before, you kept me on a string
I'd rather go without than take what you would bring
I loved you to death
Killing is My
Business… and Business is Good!
(Music, Lyrics: Mustaine)
I am a sniper, always
hit the mark
Paid assassin, working after dark
Looking through the night using infra-red
My target on you, aimed at your head
Ten thousand up front, ten thousand when I'm through
And I know just what to do, and you know I'll do it too
Then I'm coming back for you, back for you!
I do the getting rid of, don't tell me why
Don't need to hear the truth, don't need the lies
Now pay me quickly and now we're through
It brings me great pleasure to say my next job is you
Don't you know that killing is my business... and business is
good
You better believe it
Skull Beneath
the Skin
(Music, Lyrics: Mustaine)
Mean and infectious,
the evil prophets rise
Dance of the macabre as witches streak the sky
Decadent worship of black magic and sorcery
In the womb of the devil's dungeon, trapped without a plea
See thing in agony,
necrosis is the fate
Pins sticking through the skin, the venom now sedates
Locked in a pillory, nowhere to be found
Screaming for your life, but no one hears a sound
Help me!
Prepare the patient's
scalp to peel away
Metal caps his ears, he'll hear not what we say
Solid steel visor riveted 'cross his eyes
Iron staples close his jaws so no one hears his cries
The skull beneath
the skin, now you're drawn and quartered
Your bones will make the X, symbol stands for poison
And it's chained to your head as we fold your arms to make the
holy cross
We cross the crucifix, religion has been lost
The skull beneath this skin
These Boots
(Music: Nancy Sinatra,
Mustaine, Lyrics: Mustaine)
You keep saying you've
got something for me
Something you call love and I call sex
You've been kissing when you ought to be screwing
And now someone else can kiss your ass
These boots are made for walking and that's just what they'll
do
And one day these boot are gonna walk all over you
You keep lying and
there ain't no believing
And you keep staying when you ought to be leaving
Now what's right is right but you ain't been right yet
You keep dressing ways
you shouldn't be dressing
And you keep thinking that you'll never get burnt, ha!
I just found me a brand-new box-spring mattress
What you know, bitch, you've got a lot to learn
Are you ready, boots?
And you think I'm kidding, don't ya?
Rattlehead
(Music, Lyrics: Mustaine)
Stand up and plant your
feet
Listen, I'm letting off steam
Now throw your hands in the air
Let it loose, I don't fucking care
Rattlehead
A dose of metal you
need
To bang your head 'til you bleed
It's time for snapping some neck
Slashing, thrashing to Megadeth
Rattlehead
You, your head is
pounding with pain
Winning, sinning, beginning
Feeding, the needing for bleeding
Bashing, smashing, crashing
Frying, annihilating you!
There's someone back in
the shadows
You feel (though you can't see) his eyes
He'll bash your head if you cross him
Ain't quite your average guy
Don't need no leather to fit in
Don't need no spikes to be cool
Don't want no woman beside him
Just make it fast, loud, and rude
Rattlehead
I'm a rattlehead
Rattle your goddamn head!
Chosen Ones
(Music, Lyrics: Mustaine)
You doubt your strength
or courage, don't come to join me
For death surely waits you with sharp and pointy teeth
An animal so vicious no other's fought and won
So on the fields of battle, we are the chosen ones
Human bones blanket the
dirt of the heathen's lair
That we must pass the den of death the only path from here
But I walk in the light, the time to die has come
No one shall take my life, I'm of the chosen ones
Black shadows fill the
sky as the creatures eyes grow near
Raise the shield of the holy pilgrims high into the air
Heaven's powers fill my arms, onward now to fight I'm sent
Oh the beast is coming to put you to the test
Look out!
Now this land mine to pillage, rape and steal and take at will
Never let you cross this path, I reign for now I stay to kill
Looking Down
the Cross
(Music, Lyrics: Mustaine)
Now before they take
me and my blessed life
Now you'll now why death was summoned here tonight
I'll recall my perils, they'll kill me in pride
No, I can't run away, there's no place to hide
Though too much to live
for, I owe enough to die
Ask not for salvation, my death shall mean their lives
Hatred and guilt - the alter they've built, high priests of sin
Destiny, fate - the wicked ones' gate, beckoning you in
Down the walkways
through the bloodstained town
Looking down the cross, bleeding from the crown
Led to stay, to die beside the thieves
Kill the king of the world to be
And now to you, this
will come:
A putrefying pestilence
More noxious than the serpent's breath
Malevolently destined
More corrupt than the malice of Choronzon
More diseased than the wind of the moonlight sun
Putrefaction you have
caused, no need for confession
Now you wish you had a god to stop your demolition
Crush the bones of the hundred fold, swing the judgment hammer
Man, woman, child, no one is safe
The heads of the dead are the banner
And this was all you
got
So don these broken wings
Sands of time have run out
Bells of Hades ring
Is this a nightmare to
unhallow thy name?
Smell of brimstone dancing in the flames
No help now as you fufill his task
Chief of evil has got you by the ass
Set free to sit up on
the throne
Just a dream, you're weeping all alone
Looking down the cross,
speak no evil
I'm looking down the cross, speak no evil
Mechanix
(Music, Lyrics: Mustaine)
Imagine you were at my
station
And you brought your motor to me
You're a burner, yeah a real motor car
Said you wanna get your order filled
Made me shiver when I put it in
Pumping just won't do, ya know, lucky for you
Who ever though you'd
be better at turning a screw than me?
I do it for my life
Made my drive shaft crank
Made by pistons buldge
Made my bearings melt from the heat
We were shifting hard
when we took off
Put, tonight, all four on the floor
Said you wanna get your order filled
Made me shiver when I put it in
Pumping just won't do, ya know, lucky for you
I'm giving you my room
service
And ya know it's more than enough
Oh more more time ya know I'm in love
Said you wanna get your order filled
Made me shiver when I put it in
Pumping just won't do, ya know, lucky for you