Megadeth Problems

Too many problems, oh why am I here?

I need to be me, ’cause you’re all to clear

And I can see there’s something wrong with you

Oh, what do you expect me to do?

At least I gotta know what I wanna be

Don’t come to me if you need pity

Are you lonely, you got no-one

You got your body in suspension

That’s a problem, problem, problem

The problem is you

Eat your heart out on a plastic tray

You don’t do what you want and you fade away

You work for me, you’re working nine-to-five

It’s too much fun of being alive

I’m using my feet for my human machine

You work for me, living for the screen

Are you lonely, all needs catered

You got your brains dehydrated

Problem, problem, problem, the problem is you

Oh what what you gonna do, problem, problem

Problem, problem, problem, the problem is you

Well, what you gonna do with your problem

The problem is you, problem

I ain’t death trip, but I ain’t automatic

You work for me, just stay ecstatic

Don’t you give me any orders

To people like me, there is no order

Bet you thought you had it all worked out

Bet you thought you knew what I was about

Bet you thought you’d solved all your problems

But you are the problem

Problem, problem, problem, the problem is you

Oh, what you gonna do with your problem?

I’ll leave it up to you, oh problem

The problem is you, you got a problem

Oh what you gonna do?

They know a doctor, gonna take you away

Thay take you away and they throw away the key

They don’t want you and they don’t want me

You got a problem the problem is you,

Problem, well, what you gonna do?

Problem, have you got a problem?

Problem, well you got a problem.

Problem [x17]

Megadeth Coming Home To Argentina

And today, I leave you

But I’ll be back someday

And as I fly away

My hope is that we’ll meet again

I’m off to my home away from home

I will miss you

But I know

I know you know

I’m coming home to Argentina

I’m coming home…

I’ll take you everywhere I go

I’ll show you everything I see

And as we say so long

I know your tears wish me well

It won’t be long till I’m back again

We will meet again

We will meet again

You will see, oh

I’m coming home to Argentina

I’m coming home to Argentina

Megadeth Dread And The Fugitive Mind

[Dave Mustaine]

Let me introduce myself I’m a social disease

I’ve come for your wealth 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 judgment?

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 fear 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

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 judgment?

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 fear and the only consequences

Are Dread and the Fugitive Mind

[Solos – Mustaine, Pitrelli]

Megadeth I Ain’t Superstitious

I ain’t superstitious,

When a black cat crosses my path.

And, I ain’t superstitious,

As I break the looking glass.

Ain’t afraid of no demons,

Don’t make me laugh!

I ain’t superstitious,

Under the ladder I go.

I ain’t superstitious,

It’s all bulls**t, don’t you know!

Ain’t afraid of the shadows,

I like the dark anyway, and that’s a fact!

Superstitious [x 2]

I ain’t superstitious,

No such thing as bad luck.

I ain’t superstitious,

I couldn’t really give a f**k.

Take your stupid superstitions,

And find some other paranoidal,

Chickens**t, sissy, worm, and, tell it to him.

Superstitious [x 2]

Megadeth Evil That’s Within

There once was a familiar face

Battle scars in disarray

A simple man, power drunk

No worries of living, no more anything

Deep inside I’ve seen it rise

Bastards possesses to no end

Mirror, mirror, please look inside

Do you see the evil that’s within?

Pyramids of dead men and dogs

Spoils of war so they say

Once burned, forever marked

Hurt by just a few but so many have to pay

Deep inside I’ve seen it rise

Bastards possesses to no end

Mirror, mirror, please look inside

Do you see the evil that’s within?

[Solo – Marty]

Pressure coming down

Down on me, gonna break

Broken fingernails

Digging in, scratch your face

Nervous, like a cat

Gonna jump through my skin

Shadows on the wall

Stretching out, grope for me

Evil, evil

Evil, deep in me

Evil, let me be

Evil, let me bleed

Evil, set me free

Evil, set me free

Evil, set me free

Evil, the evil that’s within

Megadeth Architecture Of Aggression

[Mustaine-Ellefson:]

Born from the dark

In the black cloak of night

To envelop its prey below

Deliver to the light

To eliminate your enemy

Hit them in their sleep

And when all is won and lost

The spoils of wars are yours to keep

Great nations, built from the bones of the dead

With mud and straw, blood and sweat

You know your worth when your enemies

Praise your Architecture of Aggression

[Solo – Friedman:]

Ensuing power vacuum

A toppled leader dies

His body fuels the power fire

And the flames rise to the sky

One side of his face, a kiss

The other genocide

Time to pay with your ass

A worldwide suicide

“Fight for America”

“Everybody knew that the 15th

Of January was the deadline date

By kicking the war off, once the war was over

People would be able to go home”

[Solo – Friedman:]

Born from the dark

In the black cloak of night

To envelop its prey below

Deliver to the light

To eliminate your enemy

Hit them in their sleep

And when all is won and lost

The spoils of war are yours to keep

Great nations, built from the bones of the dead

With mud and straw, blood and sweat

You know your worth when your enemies

Praise your Architecture of Aggression

“Fight for America”

“They looked like big long snakes

Coming up in the air”

“Medium sized triple a, um, just, ah tracer bullets”

Megadeth Countdown To Extinction

[Mustaine – Ellefson – Menza – Friedman:]

Endangered species, caged in fright

Shot in cold blood, no chance to fight

The stage is set, now pay the price

An ego boost, don’t think twice

Technology, the battle’s unfair

You pull the hammer without a care

Squeeze the trigger that makes you ‘Man’

Pseudo-safari, the hunt is canned

The hunt is canned

All are gone, all but one

No contest, nowhere to run

No more left, only one

This is it; this is the Countdown to Extinction

Tell the truth, you wouldn’t dare

The skin and trophy, oh so rare

Silence speaks louder than words

Ignore the guilt and take your turn

Liars’ anagram is “lairs”

Man you were never even there

Killed a few feet from the cages

Point blank, you’re so courageous

So courageous

All are gone, all but one

No contest, nowhere to run

No more left, only one

This is it; this is the Countdown to Extinction

[Solo – Friedman:]

“One hour from now

Another species of life form

Will disappear off the face of the planet

Forever, and the rate is accelerating”

[Solo – Mustaine & Friedman:]

All are gone, all but one

No contest, nowhere to run

No more left, only one

This is it; this is the Countdown to Extinction

Megadeth Bite The Hand That Feeds

They ball-gagged Lady Justice

And blindfolded her so she can’t see

The erosion of the people’s trust

Of what will come to be an FDIC Assisted Suicide

The depression of a depression

Worldwide suicide for the economy

Caused by the dialectic chaos when the

Mob on Wall Street took “We the People” for a ride

When its dog eat dog, you are what you eat

Just like the mad dog that bites the hand that feeds

Like the mad dog that bites the hand that feeds

Just like the mad dog that bites the hand that feeds

[Solo – Chris]

They took everything and anything

As long as it once belonged to me

The rats got all the money; the roaches

Licked the cupboards clean of TV dinners and beer

This never-ending nightmare

Of the dreams I’ll never, ever get to see

And just one silver-bullet to your head

It will set me free from all the life I wasted trusting you

When it’s dog eat dog, you are what you eat

Just like the mad dog that bites the hand that feeds

Like the mad dog that bites the hand that feeds

When it’s dog eat dog, you are what you eat

Just like the mad dog that bites the hand that feeds

Just like the mad dog that bites the hand that feeds

[Solo – Chris]

Megadeth Sweating Bullets

Hello me, meet the real me

And my misfit’s way of life

A dark, black past is 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

Hello me, it’s me again

You can subdue, but never tame me

It gives me a migraine headache

Sinking down to your level

Yea, just keep on thinking it’s my fault

And stay an inch or two outta kicking distance

Mankind has got to know

His limitations

Feeling claustrophobic

Like 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

I hear it in hear…

Blood stains on my…hands

The big axe…

Sweating…

Well, me, it’s nice talking to myself

A credit to dementia

Some day you too will know my pain

And smile its “black-tooth 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

Sweating bullets

Megadeth Elysian Fields

Uneasy feeling burning out my eyes

I hope the end is less painful than my life

I stand on trial before the gods

On Judgement day

A blink of an eye between

The cradle and the grave

One last look at visions of flesh

The last, best hope of man on Earth

Pontius Pilate’s still washing his hands

The world don’t want to be saved

Only left alone

Elysian Fields, we are storming the heavens

Elysian Fields, we raise the swords and shields

Elysian Fields, we ascend to our destiny

Elysian Fields, to the Elysian Fields

Soaring to the sun

With blood upon their wings

Superstitious dust

Left twisting in the wind

Man still has one belief

One decree that stands alone

The laying down of arms

Is like cancer to their bones

One last look at visions of flesh

The last, best hope of man on Earth

Pontius Pilate’s still washing his hands

The world don’t want to be saved

Only left alone

Elysian Fields, we are storming the heavens

Elysian Fields, we raise the swords and shields

Elysian Fields, we ascend to our destiny

Elysian Fields, to the Elysian Fields