Lyric that will give a song away.

Wheels are made for rollin'
Mules are made to pack
I've never seen a sight that didn't look better looking back

Deep inside the forest is a door into another land
Here is our life and home

I love you from the bottom of my pencil case
I love you in the songs I write and sing
Love you because you put me in my rightful place
And I love the PRS cheques that you bring

Fire on the Mountain, run, boys, run
The Devil's in the house of the rising sun
Chicken in the bread pan a picking out dough,
Granny does your dog bite, "No, child, no"

I watch the western sky
The sun is sinking
The geese are flying south
It sets me thinking

Remember to let her into your heart
Then you can start to make it better.

I've seen it rainin' fire in the sky
The shadow from the starlight
Is softer than a lullaby

The lights shine down the valley, the wind blows up the alley.

I wish that I knew what I know now
When I was younger

Won't you, come see about me.
I'll be alone, dancing you know it baby.
Tell me your troubles and doubts,
Giving me everything, inside and out.

I remember when rock was young
Me and Suzie had so much fun
Holding hands and skimming stones
Had an old gold Chevy and a place of my own

I solve my problems and I see the light.
We got a loving thing, we gotta feed it right.

There ain't no danger we can go too far,
We start believing now, that we can be what we are.

I thought love was only true in fairy tales
Meant for someone else but not for me
Love was out to get me
That's the way it seemed
Disappointment haunted all of my dreams

Moonlight and love songs
Never out of date
Hearts full of passion
Jealousy and hate
Woman needs man, and man must have his mate
That no one can deny

It was a theme she had on a scheme he had
Told in a foreign land
To take life on earth to the second birth
And the man was in command

I was working in the lab late one night,
When my eyes beheld an eerie sight.
For my monster from his slab began to rise,
And suddenly to my surprise,

He's the hairy handed gent
Who ran amok in Kent
Lately he's been overheard in Mayfair
You better stay away from him
He'll rip your lungs out, Jim

1.
Don't need reason, don't need rhyme
Ain't nothing I would rather do
Going down, party time
My friends are gonna be there too



2.
Screams break the silence
Waking from the dead of night
Vengeance is boiling
He's returned to kill the light
Then when he's found who he's looking for
Listen in awe and you'll hear him