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Dave Mustaine Vocals, Lead, and Rhythm Guitars. Instruments: B.C. Rich, "Rich Bich." B.C. Rich, "ST." Fender "Santa Rosa," Electric Acoustic. |
David Ellefson Bass Guitars and Back-Up Vocals. Instrument: B.C. Rich "Mockingbird" |
| Chris Poland Lead and Rhythm Guitars. Instrument: B.C. Rich "Warlock." |
Gar Samuelson Drums and Cigarette Burns. Instruments: Gretch Power Tom Drums, Ludwig "Black Beauty" Snare, Sabian Cymbals, Drum Workshop Drum Pedals. |
Produced by Dave Mustaine and Randy Burns
Engineered by Casey McMackin and 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 - March 20, 1986
EXTRA SPECIAL THANKS:
ALVIN ROSS and RICK SMITH of Virgin Merchandising. ARNIE BROGGER and ANDY SOMERS of Talent Resource Agency. BERNIE RICO and JOHN WHITE of B.C. Rich Guitars (Used exclusively for the recording of this album). CLIFF CULTRERI, BARRY KOBRIN, STEVE SINCLAIR, HOWIE GABRIEL, TOVA, JOE, COZ and especially MICHAEL SCHNAPP of Combat Records. LEONARD KOROBKIN (Our top gun). ALEX KORNALIS of Wave Length Hair, Pasadena, CA. DeCuir Sample Case Co., L.A., CA, for custom Bass and Guitar Cabinets. ROSS GARFIELD, "The Drum Doctor." MIKE TOVAR and SCOTT MORROW. RON, GARY, and all at the Music Grinder. Track Records and Maddog Studios. PHIL and LARRY HUSLEY at Husley Enterprises. Drum Workshop, BEN LIEMER, NICOLE DIRADO, TIM CARR, and of course, MICHAEL ALAGO.
SPECIAL THANKS:
BONNIE DODD, ERIN DIAMOND, SCOTT MENZIES, ROY KOUTSKY, ROBYN, DIANA, GAIL, all of the cities we had the opportunity to perform in during the "KILLING FOR A LIVING" TOUR '85-'86. Our friends in all the groups we hang out with: EXCITER AND CREW, SUICIDAL TENDENCIES, S.O.D., ANTHRAX, EXODUS, METAL CHURCH, OVERKILL, SLAYER, D.A., NUCLEAR ASSAULT, ABATTOIR, JUAN GARCIA, FRANK PAPITO, DANNY WILLIAMS and our very own MEGADETH Fan Club Members (This is dedicated to you for all your support and patience). Our FAMILIES and FRIENDS (You know who you are!!) MR. BOB'S LOUNGE, COSMO and MATT FREEMAN.
THANKS:
JIM REEVES--L.A. Times, MALCOM DOME, PETER CRONIN and XAVIER RUSSELL--KERRANG!, BERNARD DOE--Metal Forces, BOB MALDOWNEY--Kickass Monthly, Metal Hammer, Aardshock, BOB NALBANDIAN--Headbanger, Creem Magazine, Circus Magazine, Hit Parader (And to the success of "THE WILD BUNCH" cassette), Music For Nations, all of the radio stations that were brave enough to play us on the air, all of the record stores that we've been to, SHELLY HAMMER, SHELLY SLATER, MIKE JONES, GENE KOURY, LLOYD and LISA--it's all over, PETER SCHNELL, METAL MARIA, SEAN SMITHSON (For the conceptual birth of "VIC RATTLEHEAD"), and most importantly: You!! Have A "PEACEFUL" Day!! SAVE YOUR STRENGTH FOR THE DAY WE COME TO YOUR TOWN!!! BOYCOTT NOISE METAL!!!
Above words are as they appear on the CD sleeve.
COMBAT a division of RELATIVITY records
Copyright © 1986 Capitol Records, Inc. All Rights Reserved
The following lyrics are corrected from the sleeve version.
Wake Up Dead
Music & Lyrics by Dave Mustaine / Arranged by Megadeth
Additional Vocals and so forth: Dave Mustaine, David Ellefson, Mike Anderson, & Paul Sudin
© 1986 by Mustaine Music / Theory Music (BMI), All Rights Reserved
I sneak in my own house
It's four in the morning
I 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
Solo
Ew, I wonder
Will she find out
About the other
Other lover
Diana, Diana
Solo
Wake up dead___
You !
Die !
Wake up dead, and buried
Wake up dead___
You !
Die !
Wake up dead
The Conjuring
Music & Lyrics by Dave Mustaine / Arranged by Megadeth
© 1986 by Mustaine Music / Theory Music (BMI), All Rights Reserved
Welcome to our sanguinary sect of worship.
Feel at home in our black conventicle
As we anathematize
All of those who oppose us.
Don't summon The Devil.
Don't call the priests.
If you need the strength
The Conjuring... OBEY!!!
Solo
Behold! The flames rise from the
Compass' cardinal points
Burn the sacred oil
And with the ashes you'll anoint
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 and 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
You know my name___
I met your father years ago
I gave him what he'd pleased___
He called my name
And 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!!!
Peace Sells
Music & Lyrics by Dave Mustaine / Arranged by Megadeth
© 1986 by Mustaine Music / Theory Music (BMI), All Rights Reserved
Intro
What do you mean
I don't believe in God?
Talk to 'em every day.
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?
Got nothin' better to do.
And, what do you mean,
I don't pay my bills?
Why do ya think I'm broke? Huh!?
If there's a new way___
I'll be the first in l-ine.
But, it better work this time.
What do you mean
I hurt your feelings?
I didn't know ya 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 somethin'
It's still,
"We, The People," right?
If there's a new way___
I'll be the first in l-ine
But it better work this time.
Oh-oh-oh-owe
Solo Can you put a price on peace?
Peace___ Peace sells___
Peace___ Peace sells___
Peace sells, but who's buyin'?
Peace sells, but who's BUYING?
Peace sells, but who's buyin'?
Peace sells, but who's BUYING?
Solo
Peace sells, but who's buyin'?
Peace Sells___
Peace sells, but who's BUYING?
[Four Times]
No! No-no-no-no-oh!
Peace Sells___
Ahhhh
Devil's Island
Music & Lyrics by Dave Mustaine / Arranged by Megadeth
Additional Vocals and so forth: Dave Mustaine, David Ellefson, Mike Anderson, & Paul Sudin
© 1986 by Mustaine Music / Theory Music (BMI), All Rights Reserved
Intro
The light that fills my lonely cell
Is blocked out by the key
That locks the door to this Hell
The place they wanted me.
Time is racing like the wind
Execution's n-ear
Oh lord, I wait for death
And yes, I have no f-ear.
I recall that night, my every breath
And step along the way
Closed my eyes, walking,
As danger paved the way.
The Devil and darkness
Let her evil wander free
Here on Devil's Island,
The final stop for me___
Devil's Island !
Devil's Island !
Oh, there is no escape,
The sea is full of sharks
The tide takes you away
And smash you on the rocks.
The sun is shining,
But feel not today,
It's warmth, it's dying,
And fading away.
Devil's Island !
Here I stay-aye
Devil's Island !
Oh, hear the call
From the grave beyond
Oh, so pern-ic-ious,
Her soul it creates song.
As there is no good man
That's here upon the Earth,
Able to terminate our
Noisome will since birth.
The priest that reads the sermon
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 judgement came and
Was spread before you all___
Final judgement is here.
Solo
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
Here on Devil's Island
I'll always have to stay
Devil's Island !
[Four Times]
Here I am
Solo
Devil's Island !
[Eight Times]
Good Mourning / Black Friday
Music & Lyrics by Dave Mustaine / Arranged by Megadeth
Inspired by Dijon Carruthers
Additional Vocals and so forth: Dave Mustaine, Casey McMackin, and Randy Burns
© 1986 by Mustaine Music / Theory Music (BMI), All Rights Reserved
Good Mourning
Intro
Hey, I don't feel so good___
Something's not right
Somethin's coming over me___
What the fuck is this?
Wah-owe___
Solo
Killer, intruder, homicidal man
If you see me comin', 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
Bludgeonous slaughters, my evil deed___
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 head
Deviant defilers, you're next to be dead
Then you start to holler, with sadistic intent
Pounding, surrounding, slamming through your head___
Your Head!
Their bodies convulse, in agony and pain
I mangle their face, 'till no features remain
A blade for the butchering, I cut them to shreds
First take out the organs, then cut off their heads
The remains of flesh now sop under my feet
One more bloody massacre, the murder's complete
I seek to dismember, a sadist fiend
Blood baths are my way of getting clean
I lurk in the alley, wait for the kill
I have no remorse for the blood, oh, that I spill
A merciless butcher who lives underground
I'm out to destroy you and I will cut you down___
Cut you down
I see you
And I'm waiting
For Black Friday___
Solo Turn it loose___
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, a sinister fiend
Bludgeonous slaughters, my evil deed
A merciless butcher who lives underground
I'm out to destroy you and I will cut you down
It's Black Friday !
Paint the Devil on the wall
[Seven Times]
It's Black Friday !
Paint the Devil on the, Devil on the, Devil on the wall
Bad Omen
Music & Lyrics by Dave Mustaine / Arranged by Megadeth
Inspired by Dijon Carruthers
© 1986 by Mustaine Music / Theory Music (BMI), All Rights Reserved
Intro
Down fell the stars, as they
Splashed to the sea
Mi nomine Baphomet
Come dance with me___
Sacrifice the virgins
Spiritual ri-yites
Their master's time has come
The moon is full tonight___
Drinking, dancing
They worship and toast
The Devil, who's watching,
With demon's remote
Fire, risin'
Racing in your blood
Possessed, naive
His service done
Blas-phemy
Blas-phemy
Mi nomine Baphomet
Bloody___ Blas-phe-my, Eh
Solo
Sinister's the word
As the demon's take their fill
An orgy's taking place
Human blood will sp-ill
An act of worship
As they conceive the ghouls
Satanic asses, for
They sing Pagan tunes
The ceremony
Is sure to be cursed
They wait for his blessing
But down comes the w-orst.
Their bodies soulless
A corpse from the grave
Their minds are helpless
And no one can sa-a-ave
no one can sa-a-a-ave
no one can sa-a-a-ave
no one can sa-a-a-ave
No one can save what they know
No one can say what they know
I Ain't Superstitious
Music & Lyrics by Willie Dixon
© 1963 by Hoochie Coochie Music, Adm. by Bug / Arc Music Corp. (BMI), All Rights Reserved
Well, 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, so
Don't make me laugh. Heah, heah... Euough
I ain't superstitious
Under the ladder I go___
And 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. Heah!
Superstitious
Superstitious___
And I ain't superstitious
No such thing as bad luck
And 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
Superstitious___
I ain't super... stitious___
I ain't superstitious
That's right, one more time
Come on, shut your mouth
Listen up, hey, it's my turn
My Last Words
Music & Lyrics by Dave Mustaine / Arranged by Megadeth
Additional Vocals and so forth: Dave Mustaine, Casey McMackin, and Randy Burns
© 1986 by Mustaine Music / Theory Music (BMI), All Rights Reserved
Intro
My life's on time
But again my sense is late
Feel a might un-steady
But still I have to play
Six to one's the odds
We have the highest stakes
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 trouble till you're squeezed
Now you crack a smile
As you give the gun a tease
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 bullet
The second round begins
A couple grains of powder
A couple grams of lead
A touch against the trigger
A touch inside the head
Take another drink and
Raise the last bet
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
Collect your mighty kill
Add another bullet
The third round begins
Soon as the spinning stops
Oh no, the game starts in
Please, no I.O.U.'s
No markers for death
Does anybody play?
Anybody
Somebody
Anybody
We-ough
Solo
You, You !
The next victim
you're... next to die
You, You !
The next victim
You! You're turn to die
You, Come On !
The next victim
You! You're turn to die
[Twice]
You Die !
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