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Styx
Styx


Background information
Origin Chicago, Illinois, United States
Genre(s) Rock
Progressive Rock
Hard Rock
Years active 1970—present
Label(s) Sanctuary Records
Interscope Records
A&M Records
CMC International
Associated acts Def Leppard
Journey
REO Speedwagon
Foreigner
Boston
Kansas
Website Website
Members
Chuck Panozzo
James "J.Y." Young
Tommy Shaw
Todd Sucherman
Lawrence Gowan
Ricky Phillips
Former members
Dennis DeYoung
John Panozzo
John Curulewski
Glen Burtnik



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Styx Album


Yesterday & Today (2005)
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.renegade (Enhanced Video Track)
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Written by Tommy Shaw
Lead Vocals by Tommy Shaw

You can't be still
You're such a nervous fellow
Like a yo-yo
Up and down

Take this little pill
And life will be so mellow
You'll feel the world
Start slowing down around

Who's that rushing out the door
Who's not taking any more
Who's been down this road before
Without you

You tell me who's number one
Who's not here
Who's having fun
Who's the one who cares this much
About you

You won't feel the pain
You won't mind the rain
You can be happy all the time
All the time
One dose twice a day
The world will go away
You'll be smiling through
The worst of times
Who's that rushing out the door
Who's not taking any more
Who's been down this road before
Without you

You tell me who's number one
Who's not here
Who's having fun
Who's the one
Who knows so much about you

I believe I belive
There's something more
I believe it's just beyond the door
I believe there's something more
I believe it's just
Beyond the door
I believe there's something
Better out there

Wanna leave this world
So far behind
I can see your face there
In my mind
I believe there's something
Better our there

Who's that rushing
Who's not taking
Who's been down this
You tell me who's
Who's not here who's
Who's the one who

Something better
Something better
Something better
Something better
Something better

. . .


Written by Tommy Shaw and Jack Blades
Lead Vocals by Tommy Shaw

Let's go.

I don't know where I found you
I don't know where you been
All I know is you got me
In the shape I'm in

You're the message in the bottle
You're the deluxe model
I haven't been so affected
Since I don't know when

Yeah (yeah), Whoa yeah (whoa yeah)
You're the best new face
In the human race

(I said) Yeah, Whoa yeah
You're the best new face
In the human race

You look so real
When you ask me to feel
Yeah you're so damn convincing
Digging in your heels

If your persuasion attack
Leaves me flat on my back
You can ride me off to ruin
While the whole world cracks

(Said) Yeah (yeah), Whoa yeah (whoa yeah)
You're the best new face
In the human race

(I said) Yeah, Whoa yeah
You're the best new face
In the human race

Speak of the devil
And look who appears
He's cranking up the level
In between your ears
But he's so frustrated
Cause he can't get a rise
Out of someone who's reflecting
Heaven in their eyes

I see heaven in your eyes.

(You look so good)

Yeah (yeah), Whoa yeah (whoa yeah)
You're the best new face
In the human race

(I said) Yeah, Whoa yeah
You're the best new face
In the human race

(Said) Yeah (yeah), Whoa yeah (yeah, whoa yeah)
You're the best new face
In the human race

Yeah, Whoa yeah (Oh yeah)
You're the best new face
In the human race (Best new face).

. . .


Living on the edge of the century

See the world in revolution
Spinning faster all the time
We're heading for the end of something
Just about to step across that line
Oh, can't you see?
We're staring in the face of reality
Oh, you and me
We're living on the edge of the century

Feel the way the earth is shaking
Hear the rumble miles away
Say goodby to Checkpoint Charlie
Walls are falling every day
Oh, can't you see?
Every step we take we're making history
Oh, you and me
We're living on the edge of the century

Can't turn off the information
Can't sit back in your easy chair
Can't ignore a generation
Better get ready cause we're almost there

We're moving at the speed of life
Into a brave new world where the strong will survive
The dawn's gonna break and I'll meet you
On the other side

Can't stand still while the earth is turning
Can't take cover til the coast is clear
Can't play guitar while Rome is burning
Look our now cause the future's here

And we're moving at the speed of life
Living on the edge
On the edge of the century

. . .


You see the world through your cynical eyes
You're a troubled young man I can tell
You've got it all in the palm of your hand
But your hand's wet with sweat and your head needs a rest

And you're fooling yourself if you don't believe it
You're kidding yourself if you don't believe it
Why must you be such an angry young man
When your future looks quite bright to me
How can there be such a sinister plan
That could hide such a lamb, such a caring young man

You're fooling yourself if you don't believe it
You're kidding yourself if you don't believe it
Get up, get back on your feet
You're the one they can't beat and you know it
Come on, let's see what you've got
Just take your best shot and don't blow it

You're fooling yourself if you don't believe it
You're kidding yourself if you don't believe it
Get up, get back on your feet
You're the one they can't beat and you know it
Come on, let's see what you've got
Just take your best shot and don't blow it

. . .


Written by Tommy Shaw
Lead vocals by Tommy Shaw

"...everybody plays this one right, everybody gets a fresh, hot latte and a scone..."

Oh what a beautiful night
Couldn't get any clearer
Yeah what a wonderful sight
My old life in the rear view mirror

Hey now I'm travelin' light
Duffel bag and a six string
Yeah but it feels so right
To hear the bells of freedom ring

Gotta get away from
The same old same
Let a new day come
Start over again

Hey I was stuck in a grind
Little fish in a little pond
If I had a criminal mind
I'd have got myself a gun

Had to get away from
The ball and chain
Let a new day come
Or start goin' insane

I'm on my way
Don't know to where
But I'm gonna get there

On my way
Look at the world
With my brand new eyes

I can't believe I feel so high
I'm on my way tonight

Hey I was going to seed
Spreading out like a corn field
I had so much denial to feed
I was full of nothing real

I had to get away from
My old routine
Let a new day come
Start over again

I'm on my way
I don't know to where
But I'm gonna get there

On my way
Look at the world
Through my brand new eyes

I can't believe I get to feel
So good
So high tonight

Starting tonight
There will be
A revival
In my world

Turn on the lights
And you'll see
This one man band
Is now a symphony

And the sun
Is gonna shine
Like a summer time
That has no end

And the love
I will find
I have no doubt
That it will be mine
The love I find
Will all be mine

I had to get away while
I could still be saved
Let a new day come
Stop digging my grave

On my way...
I have faith
The road up ahead
Gonna get much easier

On my way
Look at me now
With a brand new life

I can't believe I feel so high
I'm on my way tonight

"...'scuse me, waitress, latte's and scones for everybody!..."

. . .


Written by Tommy Shaw
Lead vocals by Tommy Shaw

Dear John I knew you
About as well as anyone
We were the wild ones
So sure those days would never end
Now they're only memories my friend

Dear John I'll see you
Some day again

I swear I saw you
On a crowded street today
I almost called your name
Thinking of all those yesterdays
Heaven help me
How I miss my friend

Dear John I'll see you
Some day again

There'll be celebration
When all will be revealed
We'll have a reunion
High on a hill

Dear John how are you
God knows it's heaven where you are
Find some peace there
May it never end

Dear John my heart knows
We'll meet again
Dear John I'll see you....
Some day again

. . .


Welcome to the Grand Illusion
Come on in and see what's happening
Pay the price, get your tickets for the show

The stage is set, the band starts playing
Suddenly your heart is pounding
Wishing secretly you were a star

Don't be fooled by the radio
The TV or the magazines
They'll show you photographs of how your life should be
But they're just someone else's fantasies

So if you think your life is complete confusion
'Cause you never win the game
Just remember that it's a Grand Illusion
And deep inside we're all the same
All the same

So if you think your life is complete confusion
'Cause your neighbor's got it made
Just remember that it's a Grand Illusion
And deep inside we're all the same

America spells competition
Join us in the blind ambition
Get yourself a brand new motorcar
And someday soon we'll stop to ponder
What on earth's this spell we're under
We made the grade and still we wonder
Who the hell we are


. . .


Yeah I'm Sitting on this barstool talking like a damn fool
Got the twelve o'clock news blues
And I've given up hope for the afternoon soaps
And a bottle of cold brew
Is it any wonder I'm not crazy? Is it any wonder I'm sane at all?

Well, I'm so tired of losing - I got nothin to do and all day to do it
Well, I go out cruisin' but I've no place to go and all night to get there
Is it any wonder I'm not a criminal?
Is it any wonder I'm not in jail?
Is it any wonder I've got

Too much time on my hands, it's ticking away with my sanity
I've got too much time on my hands, it's hard to believe there can be such a calamity
I've got too much time on my hands and it's ticking away, ticking away from me
Too much time on my hands, (it's tick tick tick tick tickin away)
too much time on my hands (Now I don't know what to do, I say)
Too much time on my hands

Too much time on my hands,Too much time on my hands,Too much time on my hands

Now, I'm a jet fuel genius - I can solve the world's problems
Without even tryin'
I have dozens of friends and the fun never ends
That is, as long as I'm buyin'
Is it any wonder I'm not the president?
Is it any wonder I'm null and void?
Is it any wonder I've got

Too much time on my hands, he's ticking away with my sanity
I've got too much time on my hands, it's hard there can be such a calamity
I've got too much time on my hands and he's ticking away, ticking away from me
Too much time on my hands, (tick tick tick tick tickin' away)
too much time on my hands (And I don't know what to do with myself)
Too much time on my hands (Mmmmm)
Too much time on my hands (Tick tick tickin' away)
Too much time on my hands (Mmmmm)
Too much time on my hands
Too much time on my hands
Too much time on my.

. . .


Written by James Young and Tommy Shaw
Lead Vocals by James Young and Tommy Shaw

There must be something out there,
There must be something real
Well this mystery's a nightmare
And I don't know what to feel
Well I heard you had a hell of a time there
I guess it chilled you down to the bone
If there's one thing I can tell you
It'll never leave you less than alone

In spite of everything you told me
In spite of everything I've heard
There's nothing here that I call holy
Not a solitary word
Could you tell me what it's like on the outside
Were you really lost and out of control
Were you reaching for your freedom
When the gatekeeper called for the toll

Oh-oh, what have they done to you
Where, where have you gone
Oh-oh, I wanna run to you
In spite of what you're saying
I still can't let you go

Well they say you witnessed some kind of lefe there
Was it something real or nothing at all
Or is your imagination all that's there to catch you
If you start to fall

Oh-oh, what have they done to you
Where, where have you gone
Oh-oh I wanna run to you
In spite of what you're saying
I still can't let you go

Oh-oh, what have they done to you
Where, where have you gone
Oh-oh I wanna run to you
In spite of what you're saying
I still can't let you go

What have they done to you

. . .


Written by Tommy Shaw
Lead Vocals by Tommy Shaw

It's coming on like a fever
Burning deep inside of your brain
Have you become a believer
Have you gone a little insane

Tonight your life is a party
Let the celebration begin
Turn on the lights and let's start it
Find out what condition your condition is in

Check in
Check out
No one needs to know
What you're thinking about
In the here
In the now
You can take it in
While you're working it out
'Cause you're into it
When you're out of it
Everything is cool in the land
Of the brave new world

Hail to the new corporation
Fulfilling every need and desire
Come take a mental vacation
The reservation never expires

I say we make it a holiday
Bigger than the 4th of July
Declare a new Independance Day
Yeah there's nothing to it
You can do it if you try

Time is always on our side
Love is there to be our guide
We are spirits pure and free
And all our dreams are meant to be
Realized

But if we were granted just one minute
To choose a dream and stay there in it
How could we decide?

We are a sea of tranquility
We are the new golden age
History is a mystery
We will start it over on
A blank new page

Check in
Check out
No one needs to know
What you're thinking about
In the here
In the now
You can take it in
While you're working it out
'Cause you're into it
When you're out of it
Everything is cool in the land
Of the brave new world

And life is good

. . .


Oh Mama, I'm in fear for my life from the long arm of the law
Law man has put an end to my running and I'm so far from my home
oh mamma i can hear you a crying you're so scared and all alone
hang man is comin down from the gallows and i don't have very long

The jig is up, the news is out
They finally found me
The renegade who had it made
Retrieved for a bounty
Never more to go astray
This'll be the end today
Of the wanted man

Oh Mama, I've been years on the lam and had a high price on my head
Lawman said 'Get him dead or alive' and it's for sure he'll see me dead
Dear Mama I can hear you cryin', you're so scared and all alone
Hangman is comin' down from the gallows and I don't have very long

The jig is up, the news is out
They finally found me
The renegade who had it made
Retrieved for a bounty
Never more to go astray
The judge'll have revenge today
On the wanted man

Oh Mama, I'm in fear for my life from the long arm of the law
hang man is coming down from the gallows, and i don't have very long

The jig is up, the news is out
They finally found me
The renegade who had it made
Retrieved for a bounty
Never more to go astray
This'll be the end today
Of the wanted man
the wanted man....
and i don't wanna go

. . .


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