Rambling out of the wild west Leaving the towns I love best Thought I'd seen some ups and down 'Till I come into New York town People going down to the ground Building going up to the sky Wintertime in New York town The wind blowing snow around Walk

With the promise of life We are strong We will carry on You will be hated Nevermore the victim Let them say that we are not of their world With conviction You must stand your ground Don't be deceived Strength is salvation

Icarus is flying too close to the sun And Icarus's life, it has only just begun Your hands protect the flames From the wild winds around you This is how it feels to take a fall Icarus is flying towards an early grave Look who's digging their own grave

Yeah! we make a lot of noise Refuse to sit down and be tamed We still think that we owe you some We sing it out loud we sing it out proud We thank you people for being around Supporting Volbeat with love and hell fire Gu'fanden do we care But we know who

Please don't come around It's alright (It's alright) Please don't, please don't I was trying to If you would turn me to Forever will be nice (Will be nice) Will be nice (Will be nice) Why are you doing to take that way I don't understand (I don't

I'll be coming up when the sun goes down Rolling like a rock 'til I hit the ground Running from the law but I can't be found Only my God can track me down Oh we'll crash, crash, right down again London Bridge is falling down, falling down And if it don't

I forgot to love you, love you, love you Is it too late to turn around? I'm already halfway out of town Now I know how I let you down Oh, I finally figured it out If I came back now would you still be there? If I come around would you even care? It's

I never never never want to be in love with anyone but you For whatever you do I'd like to run away from you But if you never found me I would cry I'd like to break the chains you put around me But I know I never will You stay away and all I do Is wonder

Crack of the lightning splitting the ground Thunder is sounding, artillery pounding Wrath of the Nazi's cast on Bastogne Facing their forces alone Alone, alone Sent from the skies jumped into the unknown The march to Berlin has begun Spearhead the charge

Priscilla, Priscilla It's a difficult thing being Queen to the King How'd you get him to yourself? Between the whistle calls and Southern dolls He's always in high demand We turn around and the world's right there Woman to woman, I'm starting to see