Forged in the Black Country Under blood red skies We all had our dream to realize Driving in that transit Down to Holy Joe's Used to lose our head while metal flowed Nothing held us back or dared to try Something in our blood won't let us die We built

The miracle in me Ever changing Take another look Take a look around Its you and me Its here and now As you sparkle in the sky Ill catch you while I can 'Cause all we are

There's a starman waiting in the sky La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la He'd like to come and meet us But he thinks he'd blow our minds He's told us not to blow it 'Cause he knows it's all worthwhile Let the children lose it Let the children use it

Underneath we're all the same I've been around a while I know wrong from right And since a long time ago Things been always black and white Just like you can't judge a book by the cover We all gotta be careful

I once thought it better to regret Things that I have done, then haven't Sometimes you've got to be wrong Learn the hard way (Hello, mirror, so glad to see you, my friend, it's been a while) Staring at the empty page before me All the years of wreckage

I'm in the club, bottle in my hand doing my two step While I got my gun in my pants call it the hammer dance Uh, bitches dancing on a nigga when they feel the gun I tell 'em we doing the hammer dance Uh, two steppin' with my weapon on me You good? I'm

You've got your songs They are everyday for awhile Just the only way to feel all right I was born from the sound of the strings For someone to give everything To be a song just for your feeling And you will see I'll touch your feelings Close your eyes

To hear you speak of it Why not smile? You've been sad for a while I would do anything The concrete broke your fall I'd have done anything I feel like a cartoon brick wall You've been so sad It makes me worry

All you’ll ever be is a fading memory of a bully Make another joke while they hang another rope so lonely Push them to the dirt till the words don’t hurt can you hear me No one’s gonna cry on the very day you die you’re a bully We don’t have to take this

Come, take my hand Let us walk for a while Your burden of pain Replaced with a smile For the peddlers of death Come calling one more time Bearing promises So called friends running loose Draining you whole