M EGADET H
Killing is my Business...
And Business is Good!


Cover Illustration
Dave Mustaine
Lead Guitar, Vocals, & Piano
David Ellefson
Bass Guitar & Back Up Vocals
Chris Poland
Lead Guitar
Gar Samuelson
Drums & Timpani on Rattlehead

PRODUCED BY DAVE MUSTAINE AND KARAT FAYE
CO-PRODUCED BY MEGADETH € PRE-PRODUCTION BY JAY JONES

Recorded & Mixed at Indigo Ranch Studios, Malibu and Crystal Sound Labs, Hollywood, December 1984 and January 1985

MEGADETH WISHES EXTRA SPECIAL THANKS TO:
Bernie Rico for his "Dethly" B.C. Rich Guitars, Decuir Sample Case Co., Crystal Sound Labs, Alex "Wavelength", Pasadena for the trim, Indigo Studios.

SPECIAL THANKS TO:
Emily Mustaine, Gordon & Fran Ellefson, Mr. & Mrs. Poland, Charles & Mary Samuelson, Gail Williams, Matt Freeman, Neil, Screaming Leaming, Barry Kobrin, Steve Sinclair, Howie Gabriel, Cliff Cultreri

THANKS TO:
All the San Francisco "Deth Bangers" (The Originals), N.Y.'s "Deth Force", and to L.A.'s "Mega Maniacs" It's about F**kin Time!! To all the friends we've made in the last two years that have helped us thrash, Scott Ian & Anthrax, Abattoir (What we went through !#*1/2), Exodus Bonded by Blood Paul, and Gary (Simply Roaring) Slayer (For loaning Kerry, or did you ?!), Metallica for proving the true blood of metal runs through our veins.

Above words are not necessarily as they appear on the CD sleeve.
Copyright ©1985 COMBAT a division of RELATIVITY Records. All Rights Reserved.
The following lyrics are corrected from the sleeve version.


Last Rites / Loved To Death
Published by THEORY / MUSTAINE MUSIC / BMI
D. Mustaine

"Last Rites" on Piano: Mustaine

Wah-oe!
Woe___ ... oh___O

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 turning back
Even if we could___

I loved you to death
I loved you to death___

If I can't have you
Then no one will
Since I wo-n'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
I loved you to death___

I, loved you, to death
I, loved you, to death___
Eough!

Solo: Mustaine
(Maniacal Laughter)

Oh___ 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___
Eough!


Killing is My Business...
And Business is Good!

Published by THEORY / MUSTAINE MUSIC / BMI
D. Mustaine

I am a sniper
Always hit the mark
Paid assassin
Working after dark
Looking through the night
Using infrared
Target's on you
Aimed at your head___

Ten thousand up front, then
Ten thousand when I'm through
And I know just what to do
And ya know I'll do it too
And I'm coming back for you
Oh, back for you___

I do the "getting rid of"
Don't tell me why
Don't need to hear the truth
Won'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
[Eight Times]

Solo: Poland

You'd better believe it!
(Maniacal Laughter & Heavy Breathing)


The Skull Beneath the Skin
Published by THEORY / MUSTAINE MUSIC / BMI
D. Mustaine

Woe___ Wa-hough!

Solo: Mustaine

Mean and infectious
The Evil Prophets rise
Dance of the Macabre
As witches streak the sky
Decadent worship
Of Black Magic Sorcery
In the womb of the Devil's Dungeon
Trapped without a plea, War

Solo: Mustaine

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
Screamin' for your life
No one hears a sound

Help Me_____

Prepare the patient's scalp
To peel away
Metal caps his ea-rs
He'll hear not what we say
Solid steel visor
Rivet cross his eyes
Iron staples close his jaws
So no one hears his cries

The skull beneath the skin
The skull beneath

Now your drawn and quartered
Your bones will make the X
Symbol stands for poison
And it's chained to your head
And as we fold your arms
To make the holy c-ross
We cross the crucifix
Religion has been law-ost

The skull beneath the skin
The skull beneath the skin

Solo: Mustaine

The skull beneath the skin!


These Boots...
Published by CRITERION MUSIC / BMI
L. Hazelwood & D. Mustaine

(Sound of a changing radio signal)

Solo: Poland

You keep sayin' you got somethin' for me
Somethin' you call love, but I call sex
You've been kissin' when you oughta be screwin'
And now someone else can kiss your ass

These boots are made for walking
That's just what they'll do
One of these days these boots
Are gonna walk all over you

Solo: Poland

You been lying and there ain't no believing
And you keep scheming when you oughta not get
And you keep stayin' when you oughta be a leavin'
Now what's right is right, but you ain't been right yet

These boots are made for walking
That's just what they'll do
One of these days these boots
Are gonna walk all over you

Solo: Poland

You keep dressin' the ways you shouldn't be dressin'
And you keep thinkin' that you'll never get burned, Ha!
I just found me a brand new Boxed Spring Mattress
What you know bitch? You got a lot t'learn.

These boots are made for walking
That's just what they'll do
One of these days these boots
Are gonna STOMP all over you

Yeah___

Are you ready boots?
Are you ready boots?
Are you ready boots!
Start walkin'!

Solo: Poland

And you think I'm kiddin'
Don't chya


Rattlehead
Published by THEORY / MUSTAINE MUSIC / BMI
D. Mustaine

Well, here I come!
Stand up! Plant your feet!
Listen! I'm letting off steam___
Now throw your hands in the air
Let loose, I don't fuckin' care

Solo: Poland
Rattlehead

A dose of me-tal you need
To bang your head 'til you bleed
Ew, it's time for snapping some necks
Slashery, thrashing to Megadeth

Solo: Poland
Rattlehead

You
Your
Head
Is pounding with pain

You
Shake
Loose
Parts of your brain

Winning, sinning, beginning
Feeding, the needing for bleeding
Bashing, smashing, crashing
Fraying, annihilating you!

Ah-heah-ha-heah
Solo: Poland

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 wear no leather to "fit in"
Don't wear no spikes to be "cool"
Don't want no woman beside him
Just make it fast, loud, and rude

Rattlehead
Solo: Mustaine

I'm a Rattlehead___
Rattle your God damn head!


Chosen Ones
Published by THEORY / MUSTAINE MUSIC / BMI
D. Mustaine

You doubt your st-rength or courage
Don't come to join with me
For Deth surely wants you
With sharp and pointy teeth

An an-i-mal so vicious
No others fought and won
So on the fields of battle
We are the Chosen Ones

Human bones blanket the dirt
Of the heathens lair
That we must pass this den of Deth
The only path from here

But I walk in the li-ight
The time to, die has come
No one shall take my li-ife
I'm of the Chosen Ones

Blackened shadows fill the sky
As creature's eyes grow near
Raise the shield of the Holy Pilgrim
High into thee air___

Heavens powers fill my arms
Onward now to fight I'm sent
Oh, the beast is coming
To put you to the test___

Solo: Mustaine
Lookout!

Now this land is mine to pillage
Rape and steal and take at w-ill
Never let you cross this path___ I reign!
For now___ I stay___ I stay to k-ill

You doubt your st-rength or courage
Don't come to join with me
For Deth surely wants you
With sharp and pointy teeth

An an-i-mal so vicious
No others fought and won
So on the fields of battle
We are the Chosen Ones___


Looking Down the Cross
Published by THEORY / MUSTAINE MUSIC / BMI
D. Mustaine

Solo: Mustaine
Woe-o-oh-oh-oh-o-oh-owe

Now before they take me
And my blessed life
Now you'll know why death
Was summoned here tonight

I'll recall my perils
They'll kill me in pride
No, I can't run away
If there's no place to hide

Woe___

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 One's gate
Beckoning you in

They're beckoning you in
Solo: Mustaine

Down the walkways
And through the blood stained town
I'm looking down the cross
Bleeding from the crown

Led to stay
To die beside the thieves
I killed 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 disease, than the wind
Of the moonlight sun

Petrifaction you have caused
No need for confession
Now you wished you had a God
To stop the demolition

Crushing the bones of the hundred folds
Swing the judgement 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
The Sands of Time run out
The Bells of Hades ring

Is this a nightmare
To unhallow thy name
Smell of brimstone
Dancing in the flame

No help now, as you fulfill his task
Chief of Evil, has got you by the ass
Set free, to sit upon the throne
Just a dream? You're weeping all alone___

Solo: Mustaine

Looking down the cross
Speak no evil
I'm looking down the cross
Speak no evil
Looking down the cross
Speak no evil
I'm looking down the cross
Speak no evil

WOE-oh-o-OH


Mechanix
Published by THEORY / MUSTAINE MUSIC / BMI
D. Mustaine

Imagine you were at my station
And you brought your motor to me.
Your a burner, yeah
A real motor car

Chorus:
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!
Whoever thought you'd be better
At turning a screw than me
I do it for my life
Ya made my drive shaft crank,
Ya made my pistons bulge,
Made my ball bearing melt from the heat
Oh, yeah-aye

Ya were shifting beside me when we took off
Put tonight all four on the floor
When we hit top end you know
It feels to slow

[Chorus]

Ew___ough

Solo: Mustaine

I'm giving you my room service
And ya know it's more than enough
Oh, one 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!
Whoever thought you'd be better
At turning a screw than me
I do it for my life. Fuck yeah!
Ya made my drive shaft crank,
Ya made my pistons bulge,
Made my ball bearings melt from the heat___
Oh, yeah-e-ayh!

Hugh!

Solo: Mustaine

Ha-ha-heah-ha-ha-ha.
Yea___agh!



Last updated: September / 20 /1997

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