Iron Maiden - Gangland lyrics
Iron Maiden [Steve Harris, Dave Murray, Adrian Smith, Bruce Dickinson, Nicko McBrain, Janick Gers] London, England 🇬🇧
[Iron Maiden - Gangland lyrics]
Shadows may hide you but also be your grave
You're running today
Maybe tomorrow you'll be saved
You pray for the daylight to
Save you for a while
You wonder if your children will
Face the killer's smile
Dead men tell no tales
Gangland, murder's up for sale
Dead men tell no tales
Gangland, where the jail birds die
Face at the window leers into your own
But it's only your reflection
Still you tremble in your bones
How long can you hide? How
Long till they come?
A rat in a trap, but you've got to survive
Once you were glad to be free for a while
The air tasted good and the
World was your friend
Then came the day when the hard times began
Now you're alone, but alive for how long?
Dead men tell no tales
Gangland, murder's up for sale
Dead men tell no tales
In gangland, where the jail birds die
A knife at your throat
Another body on the pile
A contract to keep and it's
Service with a smile
Murder for vengeance or murder for gain
Death on the streets or a blacked out jail
Dead men tell no tales
Gangland, murder's up for sale
Dead men tell no tales
Gangland, where the jail birds die
Dead men gangland
Murder gangland, tell no tales
You're running today
Maybe tomorrow you'll be saved
You pray for the daylight to
Save you for a while
You wonder if your children will
Face the killer's smile
Dead men tell no tales
Gangland, murder's up for sale
Dead men tell no tales
Gangland, where the jail birds die
Face at the window leers into your own
But it's only your reflection
Still you tremble in your bones
How long can you hide? How
Long till they come?
A rat in a trap, but you've got to survive
Once you were glad to be free for a while
The air tasted good and the
World was your friend
Then came the day when the hard times began
Now you're alone, but alive for how long?
Dead men tell no tales
Gangland, murder's up for sale
Dead men tell no tales
In gangland, where the jail birds die
A knife at your throat
Another body on the pile
A contract to keep and it's
Service with a smile
Murder for vengeance or murder for gain
Death on the streets or a blacked out jail
Dead men tell no tales
Gangland, murder's up for sale
Dead men tell no tales
Gangland, where the jail birds die
Dead men gangland
Murder gangland, tell no tales