Judas Priest - Raw Deal lyrics

I made a spike about nine
O'clock on a Saturday
All eyes hit me as I walked into the bar
And seeing other guys were fooling
In the denim dudes
A couple cards played rough stuff, New York
Fire island
I cased the joint, straining at the scenes

I moseyed up to the counter
And the tender came a-grinnin'
I snapped the smile off his face
And scowled "Give me a bourbon"
The mirror on the wall
Was collecting and reflecting
All the heavy bodies ducking
Stealing eager for some action
The scene screwed me up, I saw some contact
Then the big boys saw me and knew that

I'd had too much, floating around
Statues alive, seconds are hours

Sacks like a hurricane
Wrapped in and shattered
I was barely holding on to
This flying body symphony
I guess I dream in pictures, not colours
The true free expression I
Demand is human rights, right
I gave my life, I am immortal

I'm going, no loss i'm going, no loss
I'm going, no loss i'm going, no loss

Nightmare, just a bunch of goddamn, rotten
Steaming raw deal