Peace Sells.

Produced by Dave Mustaine & Randy Burns
Engineered by Casey McMackin & Randy Burns
Mixed by Paul Lani, assisted by Stan Katayama
Recorded at The Music Grinder, L.A., CA
Mixed at Can-Am Recorders, Tarzana, CA
Additional recording at Track Records, Rock Steady
Studios, L.A.,CA and at Maddog Studios, Venice, CA
Feb.15, 1986 - Mar.20, 1986.
Album design and cover illustration: Edward J. Repka
Cover concept: Dave Mustaine and Andy Somers

1986 - CAPITOL RECORDS

DAVE MUSTAINE
vocals, lead & rhythm guitars

DAVID ELLEFSON
bass guitars, backing vocals

CHRIS POLAND
lead & rhythm guitars

GAR SAMUELSON
drums and cigarette burns

1. Wake Up Dead
2. The Conjuring
3. Peace Sells
4. Devils Island
5. Good Mourning/Black Friday
6. Bad Omen
7. I Ain't Superstitious
8. My Last Words

I sneak in my own house
It's four in the morning
I've had too much to drink
Said I was out with the boys
I creep in my bedroom
I slip into bed
I know if I wake her
I'll wake up dead
I wonder, will she find out?
About the other, other lover...
Diana
Wake up dead, you die
Wake up dead and buried
Wake up dead, you die
Wake up dead

Welcome to our sanguinary sect or worship
Feel at home in our black conventicle
As we anathmastise
All those who oppose us
Don't summon the devil,
Don't call the priests
If you need the strength,
The conjuring, obey!
Behold! The flames rise from the compass' cardinal points
Burn the sacred oil,
And with the ashes you'll annoint
Arrange the symbols
Of the wizard and magician.
Light the candles,
Place the parchment paper in position
Between its leaves place
The lash from a black cat's eye,
A straw of a broom
Fold, burn and centralize
Don't summon the devil,
Don't call the priests
If you need the strength,
The conjuring.
I am the devil's advocate
A salesman, if you will
You know my name.
I met your father years ago
Gave him what he'd please
He called my name, you'll do the same
I'm claiming what is mine by right
It's time to close the deal
You're bought and sold, bought and sold
Come join me in my infernal depths
Mephisto's Hall of Fame
I've got your soul, I've got your soul
The conjuring. Obey!

What do you mean, "I don't believe in God"?
I talk to him everyday
What do you mean, "I don't support your system"?
I go to court when I have to
What do you mean, "I can't get to work on time"?
I got nothing better to do
And, what do you mean, "I don't pay my bills"?
Why do you think I'm broke? Huh?
If there's a new way
I'll be the first in line
But it better work this time
What do you mean, "I hurt your feelings"?
I didn't know you had any feelings
What do you mean, "I ain't kind"?
Just not your kind
What do you mean, "I couldn't be the President
Of the United States of America"?
Tell me something, it's still "We the people," right?
If there's a new way
I'll be the first in line
But it better work this time
Can we put a price on peace?
Peace,
Peace, peace sells...
Pace sells... but who's buying?
No, peace sells...

The light that fill my lonely cell is blocked out by the key
That locks the door to this hell, the place they wanted me
Time's racing like the wind, execution's near
Oh Lord, I wait for death, and yes, I have no fear
I recall that night, my every breath, and step along the way
Closed my eyes, walking, as danger paved the way
The devil and the darkness let her evil wander free
And here on Devil's Island, the final stop for me
Devil's Island!
Oh there's no escape, the sea is full of sharks
The tides take you way and smash you on the rocks
The sun is shining, but feel not today
Its warmth, it's dying and fading away
Devil's Island!
Oh hear the call from the grave beyond
Oh so pernicious, her could, it creates song
As there is no man that is here upon the earth
Able to terminate our noisome will since birth
The priest that reads the sermons is walking next to me
To the stake, my last request - to have her burn with me
But so it did, the heavens opened, rain began to fall
The final judgment came and was spread before you all
Final Judgment!
Old, weak, and feeble but the lesson taught to me
To stay away from evil - she doesn't care for me
She haunts me in my sleep though I tore that page away
And here on Devil's Island, I'll always have to stay
Devil's Island!
Here I am

Hey, I don't feel so good
Something's not right
Something's coming over me
What the fuck is this?
Killer, intruder, homicidal man
If you see me coming run as fast as you can
A blood thirsty demon who's stalking the street
I hack up my victims like pieces of meat
Blood thirsty demon, sinister fiend
Bludgenous slaughters, my evil deeds
My hammer's a cold piece of blood lethal steel
I grin while you writhe with the pain that I deal
Swinging the hammer, I hack through their heads
Defiant defiler, you're next to be dead
I unleash my hammer with sadistic intent
Pounding, surrounding, slamming through your head, yeah
Their bodies convulse in agony and pain
I mangle their faces 'til no features remain
A blade for the butchering, I cut them to shreds
First take out the organs then cut off the head
The remains of their flesh now sop under my feet
One more bloody massacre, the murder's complete
I seek to dismember, a sadist fiend
And bloodbaths are my way of getting clean
I lurk in the alleys, wait for the kill
I have no remorse for the blood that I spill
A merciless butcher who lives underground
I'm out to destroy and I will cut you down
I see you and I'm waiting for Black Friday
Killer, intruder, homicidal man
If you see me coming run as fast as you can
A blood thirsty demon who's stalking the street
I hack up my victims like pieces of meat
I lurk in the alleys, wait for the kill
I have no remorse for the blood that I spill
A merciless butcher who lives underground
I'm out to destroy and I will cut you down
It's Black Friday, paint the devil on the wall

Down fell the stars and they splashed in the sea
"Mi nomine baphomet," come dance with me
Sacrifice the virgins, spiritual rites
Their master has come, the moon is full tonight
Drinking, dancing, they worship and toast
The Devil, who's watching, with demons remote
Fire, rising, racing in your blood
Possessed, naive, his service is done
Bloody blasphemy
Sinister's the word as the demons take their fill
An orgy's taking place, human blood will spill
And act of worship as they concieve the ghouls
Satan has their souls, they sing pagan tunes
The ceremony is sure to be cursed
They wait for his blessing but down comes the worst
Their bodies, souless, a corpse from the grave
Their minds are helpless and no one can save them
No one can save them

I ain't superstitious when a black cat crosses my path
And I ain't superstitious as I break the looking glass
Ain't afraid of no demons, don't make me laugh
I ain't superstitious, under the ladder I go
I ain't superstitious, it's all bullshit don't you know?
Ain't afraid of the shadows, I like the dark anyway, and that's a fact
Superstitious
I ain't superstitious, no such thing as bad luck
I ain't superstitious, I couldn't really give a fuck
Take your stupid superstitions and find some other
Paranoidal, chickenshit, sissy, worm, and tell it to him
Superstitious

My life's on time but again my sense is late
Feel a might unsteady but I still have to play
Six to one's the odds and we have the highest stakes
And once again I gamble with my very life today
Highly polished metal, the oil makes it gleam
Fill the terror chamber, your mind begins to scream
Your life is like a trigger, never troubled till you're squeezed
You you crack a smile as you give the gun a squeeze
Place the pistol down, now give the gun a spin
Soon as the spinning stops, oh no, the game starts in
A hateful way of vengeance, a bit of playful sin
Load another bullets, now the second round begins
A couple grains of power, a couple grams of lead
A touch against the trigger, a touch inside the head
Take another drink and raise the last bets
Think about my last words, they might be what I just said
A click comes from the hammer that couldn't drive a nail
Sense the numbing cold blue or the red of Hades' grill
A fraction of a second, do you lose or maybe still
Pass it to the left and collect your mighty kill
Add another bullet, the third round begins
Soon as the spinning stops, oh no, the game starts in
Please, no IOUs, no markers for death
Does anybody play? Anybody? Somebody? Anybody play?
You, you! Next victim! You, next to die.
You, come on! Next vitim! You, next to die.