Like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free. Like a bird on the wire, Like a worm on a hook, Like a knight from some old fashioned book I have saved all my ribbons for thee. If I, if I have been unkind, I hope that you can just let

You drag me to hell 'Cause God can't save you from all your sins When you threw your life away you let the devil in Like everyone and everything you drag me, you drag me to hell What I'd give to see you gone I'd love to see that face you make When I walk

You put your faith in Odin and Thor! We put ours in cannons and whores! Your viking gods won't save you now When the pirates strike from the starboard bow! Back through time, to fight the viking foe! Back through time, where our voyage must now go! Six

La la la la la la da da So save me from who I'm supposed to be Don't wanna be a victim of authority I'll always be a part of the minority Save me from who I'm supposed to be So tell me, tell me, tell me what you want from me, I don't wanna be another

From the coming dawn, That seeks to drown us in the flames But if we sell our soul, For the chance of gold, Then we'll rue each passing day! Come on lets Save our lives, The city grieves, like widows clasping Folded flags against their hearts

And these sorrows I'm crying over From these sorrows I'm crying over Light it up, baby, light up that fire I don't know what's gonna save me from the cold now Embrace me, embrace me with your kind love It's all I've ever wanted, all I've ever dreamed of

Oh God have mercy on me Oh oh (catch the devil, why) Hold me down under holy water I fear I been laying with the devil I been laying with the devil Oh oh (Exorcise the demon) Oh Lord won't you save me Save me from myself

They resounding I didn't hear it I'd fallen into a pit of lies I try to dig around the other side And much to my surprise I was to blame for all the rain Diamond in the wishing well Falling underneath the spell Save me from the wicked waves

Bringing me some real bad news The takers get the honey The givers sing the blues Oh a stitch in time, just about saved me From going through the same old moves And this cat is nine He still suffers He's going through the same old grooves But that stone

New York, New York Broken glass in the hallway, bloodstained floors Neighbors, look at every bag you bring through your doors Lock the top lock, momma shoulda cuffed me to the radiator Why not? It might've saved later from my block N.Y. cops, hookers