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Raging Silence

Uriah Heep

℗ 1989

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Hold Your Head Up

(Chris White Rod Argent)

HOLD YOUR HEAD UP

And if it's bad
Don't let it get you down
You can take it
And if it hurts
Don't let them see you cry
You can make it

Just hold your head up woman
Hold your head up woman
Hold your head up woman
Hold your head high

Hold your head up woman
Hold your head up woman
Hold your head up woman
Hold your head high

And if they stare, just let them
Burn their eyes on you moving
And if they shout, don't let it change
A thing that you're doing

Hold your head up ...

Blood Red Roses

(Peter Goalby)

BLOOD RED ROSES

Heaven's above
What on earth has this come to
What have I done
What can I do now to show you
There's still a chance
If you're ready to make up
It's not too late
'Cause I'm not ready to break up
I try to call
But you don't hear at all

I'm sending roses
I'm sending blood red roses
This burning in my heart
Is tearing me apart
I'm sending roses
I'm sending blood red roses

You've got to understand
That's my heart in your hand

Don't walk away
We can get this heart mended
Or am I the fool
And has this love just ended
I tried to call
But you don't hear at all

I gotta keep on trying
To stop this love from dying

You've got to understand
That my heart is in your hand

Roses
I'm sending blood red roses
This burning in my heart
Is tearing me apart
I'm sending roses
I'm sending blood red roses

Roses
I'm sending blood red roses
This burning in my heart
Tears me apart
Roses - blood red roses
You've got to understand
That's my heart in your hand
Roses
I'm sending blood red roses
'Cause this burning in my heart
Tears me apart

Voice On My TV

(Mick Box Phil Lanzon)

It's a familiar voice
Sometimes I wonder
If I have a choice
You give it everything
You're selling God
But am I listening

I hear you've seen the light
Your message comes to me
By satellite
You say I must believe
I say it's just another way
To deceive

If my salvation has anything to do
With your empty promises
And what you think is true
Well here's my donation
If it's all the same to you

I am the voice on your TV
But I am one and I am free
Always to say what I believe
I know you're only
A voice on my TV

The numbers on the screen
Will help me get to heaven
So it would seem
The money flows and flows
And no-one cares enough
To know where it goes

Look at all the millions
That you've taken for a ride
With the warmest words
And the coldest heart inside
And how much longer
Can I listen to your lies

What are all the 
Credit card believers gonna say
When they hear about the scandals
And the lovers that you pay
And all about the meetings
In your secret hideaway

I am the voice on your TV
But I am one and I am free
Always to say what I believe
You're just a voice on my TV
Your power's strong but I am free
Always to say what I believe

I am the voice on your TV
But I am one and I am free
Always to say what I believe
Can you hear me
I am the voice on your TV
But I am one and I am free 
Always to say what I believe

This is your conscience speaking

Rich Kid

(Trevor Bolder)

She's a rich kid
She wears diamond rings
Knows how to walk
Knows everything
About love, she's not too sure
What she's looking for
Fresh from the woods
Out on the street
She's looking good
Looking so neat
She don't know if she should
'Cause she don't know
If she's bad or good

She don't care if it
Hurts her father
She don't care if it
Breaks her mother
She don't care anymore
She just wants what
She's never had before

All she wants is love, she's ready
She wants love
And she's gonna get it
All she needs is love
She's gotta have it, someone to love
All she wants is love, she's ready
Gotta have love, she'll get it
All she needs is love
She's never had it, someone to love

She was a school boy's dream
High school queen
She had it all when she was sixteen
Stayed away from boys
'Cause she thought she'd get hurt
Why did she listen to
Her mother's words
Couldn't go out
Had to stay home
And how she hated
Being on her own
She needs love like everybody else
Now she's gonna
Get some for herself

All she wants is love, she's ready
She wants love
And she's gonna get it
All she needs is love
She's gotta have it, she needs love

All she wants is love, she's ready
She wants love
And she's gonna get it
All she needs is love
She's gotta have it, someone ...

Cry Freedom

(Mick Box Phil Lanzon)

She told the story
I listened with my eyes closed
So sad but so true
She whispered softly
I asked her why she did so
She knew that I knew
She was a skater
The ice was her second home
The country's finest
Everyone could see
She had a plan
To break across the border
Instead of waiting for
The powers that be

Cry freedom, sweet freedom
Tell the whole world
To get ready
Cry freedom, sweet freedom
Tell the whole world
That we're ready

She said goodnight
But just as I was leaving
A black car came into view
And waiting there
They could hear me breathing
They knew that I knew, cry freedom

Insane questions
They asked me what did I know
So strange, they let me go
But more they try
The stronger our love grows
I know that I know, cry freedom

Cry freedom, sweet freedom

Bad Bad Man

(Phil Lanzon)

BAD BAD MAN

In this supermarket city
Among the native smiles
You have to pay for attention
And do the best you can
There's a raging silence
And it's charged with action
Got no time for weakness
'Cause I'm a bad bad man

Down the streets of darkness
Where they know my name
Lies a force of evil
And a destructive plan
There's no time for questions
When you run into danger
Don't get too close to me
'Cause I'm a bad bad man

I'm working for the L.A. division
To stop the inner city collision
I'm bringing law and order
To the twenty-first century

I don't care for politics
You can keep your point of view
You'd be better off without it
I got my own bad plan

A tough cop has a lonely existence
A reputation of
The highest resistance
A mean runner bringing order
To the twenty-first century

I don't believe in passion
Don't believe in feelings
I take peace from the wicked
Run and hide while you can
I got no time for small talk
Got no time for off-the-wall talk
Don't care who I tread on
'Cause I'm a bad bad man

Bad bad man, I'm a bad bad man ...

More Fool You

(Mick Box Phil Lanzon)

MORE FOOL YOU (More Fool Me)

I held the rope so tightly
As she climbed
Down from her room
We said we'd make our getaway
Underneath the moon
I always will remember
The night that we left home
And the words of warning
Ringing in my ears

More fool you, more fool me ...

New job, new friends and a family
In a house on the sunny side
We played on the wheel of fortune
But it was me that took the ride
It didn't work between us
I had to give it all away
And in the end I knew it had to be

If I've told you once
Then I've told you twice
But I'll tell you once again
Now she's taken away
Most everything
And I've lost my only friend

When The War Is Over

(Steven Prestwich)

WHEN THE WAR IS OVER

When the war is over
Got to get away
Pack my bags to
No place in no time no day
You and I, we used
Each other's shoulder
Still so young
But somehow so much older
How can I go home
And not get blown away

Ain't nobody gonna
Steal this heart away

When the war is over
Got to start again
Try to hold a trace of
What it was back then
You and I, we shared
Each other's stories
Just a page that's
Lost in all its glory
How can I go home
And not get blown away

You and I had our sights
Set on something
Hope this doesn't mean
Our days are numbered
I've got plans for more
Than a wanted man
All around is chaos and madness
Can't help feeling
Nothing more than sadness
Only choice to face it
The best I can

Ain't nobody gonna
Steal this heart away
And not get blown away ...

Lifeline

(Leon Medica Marti Frederiksen Rod Roddy Tony Haselden)

LIFELINE

Well I'm not superstitious
But there's something
Going on inside
Could be friendly, could be vicious
And there isn't any place to hide

It's my imagination
A blessing or a curse
No, I can't ignore it
For better or for worse
It wakes me when I'm sleeping
A thief that takes my breath away

And I find myself
Reaching for a lifeline
Throw me a lifeline and
Bring me back in time
I need a lifeline, throw me a lifeline
I'm going down for the last time

Sometimes I can't control it
Sometimes it isn't there at all
Sometimes I try to roll it
And wind up staring at the wall

My imagination
I love the games it plays
I get in so deep that I get lost
For days and days
It sometimes leaves me shakin'
Standin' in the dark alone

Rough Justice

(Bernard Shaw Mick Box Phil Lanzon Trevor Bolder)

The gates have opened
Now I'm a free man
My time is over
I need a new plan
But I've had no loving
For a year and a day
My lady's waiting
Got a taste for her wine
She's wearing money
But none of it's mine
She's been surviving
While I've been wasting away

Back in my room
It ain't quite the same
You can't hide it
I'm onto your game

Rough justice, there's no disguise
And I can tell by
The look in your eyes
Rough justice, I've had my share
I've done my time
But I'm still running scared
Rough justice
Coming down on me
Long arm of the law
Never setting me free
Rough justice, I bide my time

Back in action, I'm riding the crest
And putting all that
I've learned to the test
No complications
Taking it day by day
Freedom of movement
Freedom of choice
Free to be right back here
With the boys
Ready to listen
But you've got nothing to say

Back in my room
It ain't quite the same
Just can't help it
I'm part of your game

Back in my room
It ain't quite the same
You can't hide it
Just part of your game

Rough justice ...