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Bruce Dickinson Balls to Picasso Hell No There's a secret that we all share In the darkest hours of the night You can swear on your bible... Cut the throat of your rival (woah-oah) I've been taking my life in my hands And I'm making new plans, yeah... Now I'm starting my life on my own In the virgin unknown... Hell, hell no Oh, where do we belong? In this place where we fight Oh, where do we belong? There's a place in the misty air Not a million miles away from here You can make it your own place You can change your own face... I've been taking my life in my hands And I'm making new plans, yeah... Now I'm starting my life on my own In the virgin unknown... Hell, hell no Oh, where do we belong? In this place where we fight Oh, where do we belong? Screaming 'hell, hell no' Oh, where do we belong? In this place where we fight Oh, where do we go wrong? [Chanted:] If you don't really know what you can't really say Then you can't really say what you don't really know Screaming out 'hell no' Shouting out 'hell no' On his knees, singing 'hell no' Defiant as hell, no On the street, singing 'hell no' Still looking for hell, no On his knees, saying 'hell no, hell no' (1, 2, 3, 4) Hell, hell no Oh, where do we belong? In this place where we fight Oh, where did we go wrong? Screaming 'hell, hell no' Oh, where do we belong? In this place where we fight Oh, where did we go wrong? |
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