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Megadeth
Megadeth


Background information
Origin Los Angeles, California
Genre(s) Heavy Metal
Thrash Metal
Hard Rock
Speed Metal
Years active 1983—present
Label(s) Roadrunner Records
Capitol Records
Combat Records
Associated acts Metallica
Anthrax
Slayer
Eidolon
F5
Jag Panzer
Nevermore
Website Website
Members
Dave Mustaine
Chris Broderick
David Ellefson
Shawn Drover
Former members
James LoMenzo
Jimmy DeGrasso
Glen Drover
Greg Handevidt
Dijon Carruthers
Lee Rausch
Kerry King
Gar Samuelson
Chris Poland
Mike Albert
Chuck Behler
JayJay Reynolds
Jeff Young
Nick Menza
Marty Friedman
Al Pitrelli
Vinnie Colaiuta
Jimmy Sloas
James MacDonough



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Megadeth Album


Capitol Punishment: The Megadeth Years (10/24/2000)
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Capitol Punishment (US hidden medley track)
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Wake Up Dead (Japanese bonus track)
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(Music, lyrics: Mustaine)

Broken down, feeling naked
Leaving me unfulfilled
Promising compromise
Championing mediocrity

Time and time again
What you said ain't what you mean
Even if all my bones are broken
I will drag myself back from the edge to

Kill the King, the King is dead, long live the King
Kill the King, the King is dead, long live the King,
I am the King, God save the King

Kill the King, the King is dead
I am the King, long live the King
Kill the King, the King is dead
I am the King, long live the King

I reveal a deceiver
In the highest seat in the land
His idle hands the Devil's workshop
Generate more smoke than heat

Time and time again
What you said ain't what you mean
Even if all my bones are broken
I will drag myself back from the edge to

Kill the King, the King is dead, long live the King
Kill the King, the King is dead, long live the King,
I am the King, God save the King

Kill the King, the King is dead
I am the King, long live the King
Kill the King, the King is dead
I am the King, long live the King

A new precedent in pain, a new precedent in pain
Mankind is blown to dust, mankind is blown to dust
An explosion of the Brain, an explosion of the Brain
Spontaneously combust, spontaneously combust

Kill the King, the King is dead,
Long live the King, I am the King
Kill the King, the King is dead,
Long live the King, I am the King
Kill the King, the King is dead,
Long live the King, I am the King
Kill the King, the King is dead,
Long live the King, I am the King

. . .


(Music, lyrics: Mustaine)

Let me introduce myself
I'm a social disease
I've come for your wealth
And leave you on your knees
No time for feeling sorry
I got here on my own
I won't ask for mercy
I choose to walk alone

What's yours is mine and what's mine is mine too
If you shake my hand better count your fingers

What if I do get caught?
What if there is no judgement?
If I'm right I lose nothing
If you 're right I lose it all

I ought to get caught
Because I'm doing something wicked
I'm guilty haunted by my fears
And the only consequences
Are dread and the fugitive mind

You built walls to protect you
So no one will infect you
Pursued by those out there
That vanish in thin air
Come a long way to find
What you really left behind
You don 't know when the end is
But it 's coming fast

Solos - Mustaine, Pitrelli

. . .


(Music, lyrics: Mustaine, Friedman, Bud Prager)

Enter the arena and hit the lights
Step up now you're in for a ride
this is war, ain't no fun and games
we get it up, you go down in flames

Party time, going down
you better not mess us around
the stakes are rich, take a hit or stay
the price is high, someone's gonna pay

Heads I win, tails you lose
out of my way I'm coming through
roll the dice don't think twice
and we crush, Crush'em

Looking for trouble, now you've found it
you're a drum and we're gonna pound it

Last one standing wins the fight
hear us scream and shout all night
down on the floor and eat the grit
this is gonna hurt a little bit

Heads I win, tails you lose
out of my way I'm coming through
roll the dice don't think twice
and we crush, Crush'em

Now we lay you down to rest
you'll never be more than second best
step inside you're in for a ride
and we crush, Crush'em

Don't need reason, don't want names
just a John Doe to put to shame
step aside let me explain
the name of the game is pain

Now we've found you
We're gonna pound you
We're gonna beat you
Gonna defeat you
We're gonna bust you
We're gonna crush you
We're gonna Crush'em

. . .


(Music, lyrics: Mustaine, Friedman)

I heard somebody fixed today
There was no last goodbyes to say
His will to live ran out
I heard somebody turned to dust

Looking back at what he left
A list of plans and photographs
Songs that never will be sung
These are the things he won't get done

I've seen the man use the needle,
Seen the needle Use the Man
I've seen them crawl from the cradle
To the gutter on their hands
They fight a war but it's fatal,
It's so hard to understand
I've seen the man use the needle,
Seen the needle Use the Man

Just one shot to say goodbye
One last taste to mourn and cry
Scores and shoots, the lights go dim
Just one shot to do him in

He hangs his head and wonders why
Why the monkey only lies
But pay the pauper, he did choose
He hung his head inside the noose

I've seen the man use the needle,
Seen the needle Use the Man
I've seen them crawl from the cradle
To the gutter on their hands
They fight a war but it's fatal,
It's so hard to understand
I've seen the man use the needle,
Seen the needle Use the Man
Cryptic writings on the wall,
The beginning of the end
I've seen the man use the needle,
Seen the needle in my hand

. . .


(Music, lyrics: Mustaine, Friedman)

I lied just a little
When I said I need you
You stretched the truth
When you said that you knew
Just can't believe it
There's nothing to say
I was almost honest, almost

Living alone, can't stand this place
It's four in the morning and I still see your face

I was nearly pure
When I said I loved you
You were semi-sincere
You said I'd bleed for you
We were kind of candid
Now you've gone away
You were almost honest, almost

Living alone, falling from grace
I want to atone but there's just empty space
I can't face tomorrow, now you're not coming back
Walked off in the night and just left me the tracks

I question your call by the tone of your voice
I know I should hang up but I don't have a choice
It happened that night when you told me to go
Don't ask who's to blame, I don't know

Almost, almost honest
Almost, I was almost honest

. . .


(Music, lyrics: Mustaine, Friedman)

Lost in a dream
Nothing is what it seems
Searching my head
For the words that you said

Tears filled my eyes
As we said our last goodbyes
This sad scene replays
Of you walking away

My body aches of mistakes
Betrayed by lust
We lied to each other so much
That in nothing we trust

Time and again
She repeats let's be friends
I smile and say yes
Another truth bends,
I must confess

I try to let go, but I know
We'll never end 'til we're dust
We lied to each other again
But I wish I could trust

My body aches of mistakes
Betrayed by lust
We lied to each other so much
That in nothing we trust

God help me please, on my knees
Betrayed by lust
We lied to each other so much
That in nothing we trust

How could this be happening to me
I'm lying when I say, "Trust me"
I can't believe this is true
Trust hurts
Why does trust equal suffering

Absolutely nothing we trust

. . .


(Music, lyrics: Mustaine)

Don't remember where I was
I realized life was a game
The more seriously I took things
The harder the rules became
I had no idea what it'd cost
My life passed before my eyes
I found out how little I accomplished
All my plans denied

So as you read this know my friends
I'd love to stay with you all
Please smile when you think of me
My body's gone that's all

A Tout Le Monde
A tout mes amis
Je vous aime
Je dois partir
These are the last words
I'll ever speak
And they'll set me free

If my heart was still alive
I know it would surely break
And my memories left with you
There's nothing more to say

Moving on is a simple thing
What it leaves behind is hard
You know the sleeping feel no more pain
And the living are scarred

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(Music, lyrics: Mustaine)

I'm doing you a favor
As I'm taking all your money
I guess I should feel sorry
But I don't even trust me
There's bad news creeping up
And you feel a sudden chill
How do you do? My name is trouble
I'm coming in for the kill...
And you know I will

Set the ball a-rollin'
I'll be clicking off the miles
On the train of consequences
My boxcar life of style
My thinking is derailed
I'm tied up to the tracks
The train of consequences
There ain't no turning back

No horse ever ran as fast
As the money that you bet
I'm blowing on my cards
And I play them to my chest
Life's fabric is corrupt
Shot through with corroded thread
As for me I hocked my brains
Packed my bags and headed West

. . .


(Music, lyrics: Mustaine)

Hello me... Meet the real me.
And my misfits way of life.
A dark black past in my most valued possession.
Hindsight is always 20-20,
But looking back it's still a bit fuzzy.
Speak of mutually assured destruction?
Nice story... Tell it to "Reader's Digest"!

Feeling paranoid
True enemy or false friend?
Anxiety's attacking me
And my air is getting thin.
I'm in trouble for the things
I haven't got to yet.
I'm chomping at the bit
And my palms are getting wet,
Sweating bullets.

Solo - Mustaine

Hello me... It's me again.
You can subdue, but never tame me.
It gives me a migraine headache
Thinking down to your level.
Yea, just keep thinking it's my fault
And stay an inch or two outta kicking distance.
Mankind has got to know
His limitations

Feeling claustrophobic,
Lke the walls are closing in.
Blood stains on my hands and
I don't know where I've been
I'm in trouble for the things
I haven't got to yet.
I'm sharpening the axe
And my palms are getting wet
Sweating bullets.

Well me... it's nice talking to myself,
A credit to dementia.
Someday you too will know my pain,
And smile its blacktooth grin.
If the war inside my head
Won't take a day off I'll be dead.
My icy fingers claw your back,
Here I come again.

Feeling paranoid
True enemy or false friend?
Anxiety's attacking me
And my air is getting thin
Feeling claustrophobic
Like the walls are closing in
Blood stains on my hands
And I don't know where I've been
Once you committed me
Now you've acquitted me
Claiming validity
For your stupidity
I'm chomping at the bit
I'm sharpening the axe
Here I come again, whoa!
Sweating bullets

. . .


(Music, lyrics: Mustaine)

You take a mortal man
And put him in control
Watch him become a god
Watch people's heads a'roll
A'roll...

Just like the Pied Piper
Led rats through the streets
We dance like marionettes,
Swaying to the symphony...
Of destruction

Acting like a robot
Its metal brain corrodes.
You try to take its pulse,
Before the head explodes.
Explodes...

Solo - Friedman

The earth starts to rumble
World powers fall
Awarring for the heavens,
A peaceful man stands tall.
Tall...

. . .


(Music, lyrics: Mustaine)

Welcome to our fortress tall
Take some time to show you around
Impossible to break these walls
For you see the steel is much to strong
Computer banks to rule the world
Instruments to sight the stars.

Possibly I've seen too much
Hangar 18, I know too much

Foreign life-forms inventory
Suspended state of cryogenics
Selective amnesia's the story
Believed, foretold, but who'd suspect
The military intelligence
Two words combined that can't make sense

Possibly I've seen too much
Hangar 18, I know too much

. . .


Brother will kill brother
Spilling blood across the land
Killing for religion
Something I don't understand

Fools like me, who cross the sea
And come to foreign lands
Ask the sheep, for their beliefs
Do you kill on God's command?

A country that's divided
Surely will not stand
My past erased, no more disgrace
No foolish naive stand

The end is near, it's crystal clear
Part of the master plan
Don't look now to Israel
It might be your homelands

Holy wars

Upon my podium, as the
Know it all scholar
Down in my seat of judgement
Gavel's bang, uphold the law
Up on my soapbox, a leader
Out to change the world
Down in my pulpit as the holier
Than-thou-could-be-messenger of God

Wage the war on organized crime
Sneak attacks, rappel down the rocks
Behind the lines
Some people risk to employ me
Some people live to destroy me
Either way they die, they die

They killed my wife and my baby
With hopes to enslave me
First mistake.....last mistake!
Paid by the alliance, to slay all the giants
Next mistake.....no more mistakes!

Fill the cracks in, with judicial granite
Because I don't say it, don't mean I ain't thinkin' it
Next thing you know, they'll take my thoughts away
I know what I said, now I must scream of the overdose
And the lack of mercy killings, mercy killings, mercy killings, killings, killings, killings
Next thing you know they'll take my thoughts way

. . .


(Music, lyrics: Mustaine; lyrics: Mustaine, Ellefson)

In my hour of need
Ha, you're not there
And though I reach out for you...
Wouldn't lend a hand
Through the darkest hour
Grace did not shine on me
It feels so cold, very cold
No one cares for me

Did you ever think I get lonely?
Did you ever think that I needed love?
Did you ever think to stop thinking
You're the only one that I'm thinking of?

You'll never know how hard I tried
To find my space and satisfy you too.

Things will be better when I'm dead and gone
Don't try to understand
Knowing you, I'm probably wrong

But oh, how I lived my life for you
Still you'd turn away
Now as I die for you
My flesh still crawls as I breathe your name
All there years I thought I was wrong
Now I know it was you
Raise your head, raise your face, your eyes
Tell me who you think you are, who?

I walk, I walk alone into the promised land.

There's a better place for me
But it's far, far away
Everlasting life for me in a perfect world
But I gotta die first,
Please God send me on my way

Time has a way of taking time
Lonliness is not only felt by fools
Alone I call to ease the pain
Yearing to be held by you
Alone, so alone, I'm lost, consumed by the pain
The pain, the pain, the pain

Won't you hold me again?
You just laughed, ha ha, bitch!
My whole life is work built on the past
But the time has come when all things shall pass
The good has passed away.


. . .


(Music, lyrics: Mustaine)

What do you mean, "I don't believe in God"?
I talk to him everyday.
What do you mean, "I don't support your system"?
I go to court when I have to
What do you mean, "I can't get to work on time"?
I got nothing better to do.
And, what do you mean, "I don't pay my bills"?
Why do you think I'm broke? Huh?

If there's a new way,
I'll be the first in line.
But it better work this time.

What do you mean, "I hurt your feelings"?
I didn't know you had any feelings.
What do you mean, "I ain't kind"?
Just not your kind.
What do you mean, "I couldn't be the President
Of the United States of America"?
Tell me something, it's still "We the people," right?

If there's a new way
I'll be the first in line
But it better work this time

Can you put a price on peace?

Peace,
Peace sells...,
Peace,
Peace sells...,
Pace sells... but who's buying?
Pace sells... but who's buying?
Pace sells... but who's buying?
Pace sells... but who's buying?

. . .

Capitol Punishment

[No lyrics]

. . .


(Music, lyrics: Mustaine)

I sneak in my own house
It's four in the morning
I've had too much to drink
Said I was out with the boys
I creep in my bedroom
I slip into bed
I know if I wake her
I'll wake up dead

I wonder, will she find out?
About the other, other lover...
Diana

Wake up dead, you die
Wake up dead, and buried
Wake up dead, you die

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