Strike the Match - RJD Band

Hey! Hey! The night is gettin' colder under city lights Lonely souls, they stagger like they've all gone blind There is something bigger in the dark tonight Ohh, ohh Dancin' with the devil in the cold, cold rain I'm not making deals because I know the game Stealing all the secrets 'cause I need that flame Ohh, ohh Strike a match, ohh I'm gonna strike a match, ohh Watch me strike a match, ohh And burn it down Yeah, I'm gonna burn it down This is not so typical, the way it ends When you start a fire, you can't just pretend That you don't love the feeling in your blood it brings Ohh, ohh Strike a match, ohh I'm gonna strike a match, ohh Watch me strike a match, ohh And burn it down Yeah, I'm gonna burn it down Ohh, ohh Ohh, ohh I'm gonna strike a match, and burn it I'm gonna strike a match, and burn it I'm gonna strike a match, and burn it down Strike a match, ohh I'm gonna strike a match, ohh Watch me strike a match, ohh And burn it down Strike a match (I'm gonna strike a match, and burn it), ohh I'm gonna strike a match (I'm gonna strike a match, and burn it), ohh Watch me strike a match (I'm gonna strike a match, and burn it), ohh And burn it down Yeah, I'm gonna burn it down Yeah, burn it down Burn it down Yeah, just burn it down

Living off the friends we made Never ever getting paid Kicking ass and paying dues Lose our mind in self abuse Loving ladies by the score Waking up and wanting more I hope my Mama understands When I strike up the band Well I spit out my anger as the sweat do fly Fifteen years of paying dues just to get me by Now the barkeeps would pay us by the crowds we bring But those son-of-bitches never paid us one damn thing And my poor Daddy, he just don't understand It's balls out tonight, watch the shit hit the fan When we strike up the band Now those drop dead ladies line the very first row I do believe I'd like to spend some time after the show Now them years gone by, the barkeeps pay in cash And them lovely ladies feed me an earful of trash And my old lady, she just don't understand Why those floozies got their hands on her man And my poor Daddy, he still don't understand Why it's balls out tonight watch the shit hit the fan Give it all that we can, we don't give a good damn When we strike up the band Living like a gypsy, An air conditioned hippie Who's never seen the light of day Rode dog and cowboy Don't know how, boy I ever lived this long this way, no, no, said And my poor Daddy, he still don't understand Why it's balls out tonight watch the shit hit the fan Give it all that we can, we don't give a good damn When we strike up the band

Riding forth through lands forlorn Upon our steel the oath is sworn Dare to make your final stand Nothing can our steel withstand Fate is sealed Death by steel Slaying man and god alike All shall feel the speed of the strike Hark! The Sound of steel The mighty roar or clashing swords, the battlefield Lo! the metal storm Forthcoming bane Those who remain all shall be torn to shreds Swords stained red Raze to the ground We will strike you down Scream aloud your battlecry Show no mercy for the end is nigh Iron warriors of the night Show them all our metal might Fate is sealed Death by steel Slaying man and god alike All shall feel the speed of the strike Hark! the sound of steel The mighty roar of clashing swords, the battlefield Lo! the metal storm Forthcoming bane Those who remain all shall be torn to shreds Swords stained red Raze to the ground We will strike you down Horns blare out the final call Retribution, thy kingdom fall Worship not the gods on high King or serf All men must die Fate is sealed Death by steel Slaying man and god alike All shall feel the speed of the strike Hark! the sound of steel The mighty roar of clashing swords, the battlefield Lo! the metal storm Forthcoming bane Those who remain all shall be torn to shreds Swords stained red Raze to the ground We will strike you down