Bruce Dickinson - No lies
No lies, no angels
No lies, no angels
No lies, no angels
No lies, no angels
No heaven, no heaven
No lies
No lies, no angels, no heaven (woah)
No lies, no angels, no heaven (woah)
Waiting on a corner of a red light street
Where the dealers and the junkies and the graveyards meet
By the light of a street light moon
If you hang around here, babe - you're leaving soon
On the run from the country, from the law
Well, here's a safe place behind every front door
Wanna wander where the guide book doesn't go
Watching the windows - part of the sideshow
No lies, no angels, no heaven (woah)
No lies, no angels, no heaven (woah)
Where the money men's wallets bleed
Where the fat cat sinners fill their needs
Where the vicar goes for his sin
Where the stick-up artist gets stuck in (uh)
Look 'round here, it's no big deal
For an ounce of pleasure or a 5 minute feel
Riding sidesaddle on a rented machine
Hang on loosely - part of the scene
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