Elvis sang Willie Nelson On the day that he died "Blue Eyes Crying In The Rain" With the pain inside He took his pills and he went to bed Heart attack's what the paper said But what I'd give just one more time to hear him sing But the King is dead (ooh-ooh) He's long gone (ooh-ooh) Long live the King (ooh) MLK was a Christian He loved Ghandi, he loved girls Grew up in segregation But he saw another world He marched and sang and stood for the poor He was for the fight, but against the war But they murdered him like Christ 'cause he had a dream But the King is dead (the King is dead) He's long gone (long gone) Long live the King They gunned down John Lennon On a cold winter night (ooh-ooh) Outside of the Dakota In the middle of his prime They put him down for speaking the truth He was a feminist and an asshole, too But in the end, he risked it all for love and peace, yeah King is dead (the King is dead) He's long gone (long gone) Long live the King Long live the King

Long live the king Alright, that's a hundred thousand voices, hear 'em screaming my name Now they're counting down the seconds 'til I put you away Nobody thought it could happen, said it's psychosomatic But I was gifted from the start, now I'm full automatic Come and see the master plan, watch it carried out (carried out) Just focus on you while I tally the body count I find it ironic, I'm what you care about (care about) I'm starting to think I got you all figured out So I tell myself to breathe in, breathe out Let 'em talk shit, let 'em run their mouth Because right here, right now All of your sins equal my crown So tell me, can you feel it all around? Let it sink in, you're never getting out Because right here, right now One day everybody will say, "Long live the king" I found a tear in the fabric, call me sociopathic Took the voices in my head, brought 'em straight to the masses Compulsive more by the day, I'll say it straight to your face Tried to keep me at a distance, now you can't stay away You got nothing left to say, still you run your mouth (run your mouth) I'm not the type to talk, I'm the type that'll cut you out I find it ironic, you just don't get it now (you just don't get it now) I'm starting to think I got you all figured out So I tell myself to breathe in, breathe out Let 'em talk shit, let 'em run their mouth Because right here, right now All of your sins equal my crown So tell me, can you feel it all around? Let it sink in, you're never getting out Because right here, right now One day everybody will say, "Long live the king" Long live the king Yeah, you already know That everywhere I go Got all these people saying, "Hey look, now you made it Well, welcome to the show" So I tell myself to breathe in, breathe out Let 'em talk shit, let 'em run their mouth Long live the king Yeah

If you're playing that drum but you got no rhythm If you're a little out of key but you're always singing If you're so carefree but so not careless Such a wreck, but ain't love wreck-less If you're listening I hope you hear this Long live the young at heart You know who you are With your spirit burning Take a risk and take a chance Carry on Long live the soul set free Don't be afraid to dream While the world's still turning Every moment, make it happen With two left feet Keep on dancing Beat by beat Breath by breath Walking hand in hand Step by step With drop of faith and childlike wonder You can weather the lighting, you can brave the thunder No road map, but keep on running No parachute, but keep on jumping Oh, I think you might be onto something Beat by beat Breath by breath Walking hand in hand Step by step Here and now Day by day Won't let this memory slip away Every moment, make it happen With two left feet Keep on dancing Beat by beat Breath by breath Walking hand in hand Step by step

Man and machine and nothing there in between A flying circus and a man from Prussia The sky and a plane, this man commands his domain The western front and all the way to Russia Death from above, you're under fire Stained red as blood, he's roaming higher Born a soldier from the horseback to the skies That's where the legend will arise And he's flying Higher, the king of the sky He's flying too fast and he's flying too high Higher, an eye for an eye The legend will never die First to the scene, he is a lethal machine It's Bloody April and the tide is turning Fire at will, it is the thrill of the kill Four in a day shot down with engines burning Embrace the fame, red squadron leader Call out his name, Rote Kampfflieger In the game to win, a gambler rolls the dice Eighty allies paid the price And he's flying Higher, the king of the sky He's flying too fast and he's flying too high Higher, an eye for an eye The legend will never die Higher Higher, the king of the sky He's flying too fast again, he's flying too high He's flying higher, an eye for an eye The legend will never die Higher Born a soldier from the horseback to the skies And the legend never dies And he's flying And he's flying And he's flying Higher, the king of the sky He's flying too fast and he's flying too high Higher, an eye for an eye The legend will never die Higher, the king of the sky He's flying too fast and he's flying too high Higher, an eye for an eye The legend will never die

Pulled into war to serve a vision That's supposed to last a thousand years Part of a machine unstoppable As merciless as tidal waves Were they the victims of the time Or proud parts of larger goals? Propaganda of the reich Masterful machine Time and again the battle rages on Beyond the gates of misery As casualties rise and millions die around them Did they see it all? Crazy madmen on a leash Or young men who lost their way? Grand illusions of the reich May seem real at times Panzers on a line Form the Wehrmacht's spine Lethal grand design What about the men executing orders? Panzers on a line Form the Wehrmacht's spine Lethal grand design What about the men executing orders? Ad victoriam, ex machina Non sibi sed patriae Ad victoriam, ex machina Non sibi sed patriae Pulled into war to serve a vision That just didn't last a thousand years Part of a machine Though stoppable as merciless as tidal waves Crazy madmen on a leash Or young men who lost their way? Grand illusions of the reich May seem real at times Panzers on a line Form the Wehrmacht's spine Lethal grand design What about the men executing orders? Panzers on a line Form the Wehrmacht's spine Lethal grand design What about the men?

We're keeping the kingdom free As an archduke falls and the battle horn calls Our lives would never be the same We were looking down the barrel of a gun Now the war has come and the battle's begun We are desperate and overrun To the war drum we'll be marching until it's done Lead the way, we will follow into the fray We will hold the line we will not be led astray For king and for country, we are flooding the river Our stand at Yser will be, the end of the race to the sea The last piece of Belgium is free, we're keeping a sliver A cog in the war machine, October of 1914 As our foe draws forth we are moving on north We will never let them have it all There's a price for freedom paid by Belgiums sons They may take our towns, they may conquer our grounds We'll defend the nation and the crown We'll uphold our independence with our guns All the way, on to triumph or to judgement day We will follow and we will not be led astray For king and for country, we are flooding the river Our stand at Yser will be, the end of the race to the sea The last piece of Belgium is free, we're keeping a sliver A cog in the war machine, October of 1914 See a king and a soldier, fighting shoulder to shoulder See a king and a soldier, fighting shoulder to shoulder He overruled his commanders, he made a last stand in Flanders We see our king and a soldier, they're fighting shoulder to shoulder To keep the last piece of Belgium free All the way, on to triumph or to judgement day We will follow and we will not be led astray For king and for country, we are flooding the river Our stand at Yser will be, the end of the race to the sea The last piece of Belgium is free, we're keeping a sliver A cog in the war machine, October of 1914 For king and for country, we are flooding the river Our stand at Yser will be, the end of the race to the sea We're free For king and for country we are flooding the river No more of our country lost, the line will be held at all cost

To their own shore Came the World War Gleaves and Ingham leading the Bury west Took the short way in The long route back, Convoy 92 Bury, Gleaves and Ingham leading Tankers to the west And upon the North Atlantic Lies the silence of the sea And on the quietest night in the darkest hour The Kriegsmarine appear Above the surface it seems quiet and calm Deep down below the wolfpack lurks No, no, no To their own shore Came the World War Gleaves and Ingham leading the Bury west In their own track Came the wolfpack Gleaves led the convoy into the hornet's nest At the crack of dawn the second day Bury stands in flames Half the convoy sunk or disabled Heading back to shore But below the North Atlantic On the bottom of the sea On the second night in the darkest hour The Kriegsmarine returns The wolfpack surface for a second time To make the convoy face it's fate No, no, no To their own shore Came the World War Gleaves and the Ingham leading the Bury west In their own track Came the wolfpack Gleaves led the convoy into the hornet's nest Under fire Under water May 42 when Bury did fail the test To their own shore Came the World War Gleaves and the Ingham leading them into death 569 makes the contact and lead them U-94 scores a kill in the dark 124 sinking four in two approaches 406 suffers failure on launch U-569 makes the contact and lead them U-94 scores a kill in the dark U-124 sinking four in two approaches 406 suffers failure on launch again In their own track Came the wolfpack Gleaves led the convoy into the hornet's nest To their own shore Came the World War Gleaves and the Ingham leading the Bury west In their own track Came the wolfpack Gleaves led the convoy into the hornet's nest Under fire Under water May 42 when Bury did fail the test To their own shore Came the World War Gleaves and the Ingham leading them into death Don't know what's waiting down below The wolfpack lurks, awaiting you To follow, to bleed It's time for you to return, they decide Oh no, oh no, the wolfpack's waiting for them Too calm, you'll see Below the surface waits for you

A vacation in a foreign land Uncle Sam does the best he can You're in the army now Oh, oh, you're in the army now Now you remember what the draftsman said Nothing to do all day but stay in bed You're in the army now Oh, oh, you're in the army now You'll be the hero of the neighbourhood Nobody knows that you left for good You're in the army now Oh, oh, you're in the army now Smiling faces as you wait to land But once you get there no one gives a damn You're in the army now Oh, oh, you're in the army now Hand grenades flying over your head Missile rounds flying over your head If you want to survive get out of bed You're in the army now Oh, oh, you're in the army now Shots ring out in the dead of night The sergeant calls (Stand up and fight) You're in the army now Oh, oh, you're in the army now You're in the army now Oh, oh, you're in the army now You've got your orders better shoot on sight Your finger's on the trigger But it don't seem right You're in the army now Oh, oh, you're in the army now You're in the army now Oh, oh, you're in the army now Night is falling and you just can't see Is this illusion or reality You're in the army now Oh, oh, you're in the army In the army now You're in the army now Oh, oh, you're in the army In the army now You're in the army now Oh, oh you're in the army now You're in the army now