Artist: Sting Album: Demolition Man {1993}

Tied to the tracks and the train's fast coming
Strapped to the wing with the engine running
You say that this wasn't in your plan
Don't mess around with the demolition man

Tied to a chair and the bomb is ticking
The situation was not of your picking
You say that this wasn't in your plan
Don't mess around with the demolition man

I'm a walking nightmare, an arsenal of doom
I kill conversation as I walk into a room
I'm a three line whip, I'm the sort of thing they ban
I'm a walking disaster, I'm a demolition man

Demolition
Demolition man - demolition
Demolition

You come to me like a moth to the flame
It's love you need but I don't play that game
Though you could be my greatest fan
I'm nobody's friend, I'm a demolition man

I'm a walking nightmare, an arsenal of doom
I kill conversation as I walk into a room
I'm a three line whip, I'm the sort of thing they ban
I'm a walking disaster, I'm a demolition man

Demolition, demolition, demolition, demolition
Demolition man, demolition man
Demolition, demolition, demolition, demolition

Tied to the tracks and the train's fast coming - demolition
Strapped to the wing with the engine running - demolition
You say that this wasn't in your plan - demolition
Don't mess around with the demolition man - demolition

Tied to a chair and the bomb is ticking - demolition
The situation was not of your picking - demolition
You say that this wasn't in your plan - demolition
Don't mess around with the demolition man - demolition

There's a little black spot on the sun today
It's the same old thing as yesterday
There's a black hat caught in a high tree top
There's a flag pole rag and the wind won't stop

I have stood here before inside the pouring rain
With the world turning circles, running round my brain
Guess I'm always hoping that you'll end this reign
It's my destiny to be the king of pain

There's a little black spot on the sun today
It's the same old thing as yesterday
There's a black hat caught in a high tree top
There's a flag pole rag and the wind won't stop

I have stood here before inside the pouring rain
With the world turning circles, running round my brain
I guess I'm always hoping that you'll end this reign
It's my destiny to be the king of pain

There's a fossil that's trapped in a high cliff wall
There's a dead salmon frozen in a water fall
There's a blue whale beached by a spring tide's ebb
There's a butterfly trapped in a spider's web

I have stood here before inside the pouring rain
With the world turning circles, running round my brain
Guess I'm always hoping that you'll end this reign
It's my destiny to be the king of pain

There's a king on a throne with his eyes torn out
There's a blind man looking for a shadow of doubt
There's a rich man sleeping on a golden bed
There's a skeleton choking on a crust of bread

King of pain, king of pain

There's a red fox torn by a huntman's pack
There's a black winged gull with a broken back
There's a little black spot on the sun today
It's the same old thing as yesterday

I have stood here before inside the pouring rain
With the world turning circles, running round my brain
I guess I'm always hoping that you'll end this reign
It's my destiny to be the king of pain

King of pain, king of pain, king of pain, king of pain
I'll always be, I'll always be, I'll always be
I'll always be, I'll always be your, I'll always be
I'll always, always, always, always, always be king of pain
King of pain, king of pain, king of pain
King of pain, king of pain, king of pain, king of pain

He deals the cards as a meditation
And those he plays never suspect
He doesn't play for the money he wins
He don't play for respect
He deals the cards to find the answer
The sacred geometry of chance
The hidden law of a probable outcome
The numbers lead a dance

I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart

He may play the jack of diamonds
He may lay the queen of spades
He may conceal a king in his hand
While the memory of it fades

I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart
That's not the shape, the shape of my heart

And if I told you that I loved you
You'd maybe think there's something wrong
I'm not a man of too many faces
The mask I wear is one
For those who speak know nothing
And find out to their cost
Like those who curse their luck in too many places
And those who fear are lost

I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart
That's not the shape of my heart
That's not the shape, the shape of my heart

A one, two, three, four, five, six, seven
All good children go to heaven

This is a story of seven brothers
We had a the same father but different mothers
We keep together like a family should
Roaming the country for the common good
It came to pass one fateful day
We found ourselves down Mexico way
The town, the mayor, the P.T.A.
Pleading on their knees with us all to stay

We'd only stopped for a few burritos
They told us of the trouble with los banditos
A poor little town in need of aid
My brothers and me had never been afraid
The age of chivalry is not dead
Lonesome nights in a cowboy bed
There'd be a bride for every man
Who chased away the evil gang, for

Love is stronger than justice
Love is thicker than blood
Love, love, love is stronger than justice
Love is a big fat river in flood, woo-hoo

The outcome was predictable
Our banditos were despicable
Of blood we lost a dozen liters
A small price to pay for las se�oritas
The town mayor was happy but his face was glum
The maidens numbered only one
There weren't seven brides for seven brothers
I knew I had to get rid of the others, for

Love is stronger than justice
Love is thicker than blood
Love, love, love is stronger than justice
Love is a big fat river in flood

Mother told me I was the clever one
The seventh son of a seventh son
It all ended so happily
I settled down with a family
I look forward to a better day
Ethical stuff never got in my way
Although there used to be brothers seven
The other six are singing in heaven

Love is stronger than justice
Love is thicker than blood
Love, love, love is stronger than justice
Love is a big fat river in flood

Love is stronger than justice
Love is thicker than blood
Love, love, love is stronger than justice
Love is a big fat river in flood
Love is a big fat river in flood
Love is a big fat river in flood, wee-hoo

This is a story of seven brothers
We had a the same father but different mothers
Keep together like a family should
Roaming the country for the common good
It came to pass one fateful day
We found ourselves down Mexico way
The town, the mayor, the P.T.A.
Pleading on their knees with us all to stay

We only stopped for a few burritos
They told us of the trouble with los banditos
A poor little town in need of aid
My brothers and me had never been afraid
Age of chivalry is not dead
Lonesome nights in a cowboy bed
Be a bride for every man
Chased away the evil gang, for

Love is stronger than justice, yeah
Love, love, love, love is stronger than justice
Love is stronger than justice
Love, love, love, love is stronger than justice


Italian rambling/intro of band

If the night turned cold and the stars looked down
And you hug yourself on the cold, cold ground
You wake the morning in a stranger's coat - no one would you see
You ask yourself, "Who'd watch for me?"
My only friend, who could it be
It's hard to say it, I hate to say it, it's probably me

When your belly's empty and the hunger's so real
And you're too proud to beg and you're too dumb to steal
You search the city for your only friend but no one would you see
You ask yourself, "Who'd watch for me?"
A solitary voice to speak out and set you free
It's hard to say it, I hate to say it, it's probably me, it's probably me

You're not the easiest person I ever got to know
And it's hard for us both to let our feelings show
Some would say I should let you go your way, you'll only make me cry
And if there's one guy, just one guy
Who'd lay down his life for you and die
It's hard to say it, I hate to say it, it's probably me, it's probably me

Hey Davey

When the world's gone crazy and it makes no sense
And there's only one voice that comes to your defense
And the jury's out and your eyes search the room
And one friendly face is all you need to see
And if there's one guy, just one guy
Who'd lay down his life for you and die
It's hard to say it, I hate to say it, it's probably me
It's hard to say it, I hate to say it, it's probably me, yeah, yeah
Hard to say it, I hate to say it, it's probably me, whoa yeah
It's hard to say it, I hate to say it, it's probably me, it's probably me

Sister Moon be my guide
In your blue, blue shadows I will hide
All good people asleep tonight
I'm all by myself in your silver light
Sister Moon, Sister Moon, oh, oh, oh, oh

One, two, three, four

I read the news today, oh boy
About a lucky man who made the grade
And though the news was rather sad
Well, I just had to laugh, I saw the photograph

He blew his mind out in a car
He didn't notice that the lights had changed
A crowd of people stood and stared
They'd seen his face before
Nobody was really sure if he was from the House of Lords

I saw a film today, oh boy
The English Army had just won the war
A crowd of people turned away
But I just had to look having read the book
I'd love to turn you on

I woke up, fell out of bed
I dragged a comb across my head
Found my way downstairs and drank a cup
And looking up I noticed I was late
I found my coat, I grabbed my hat
I made the bus in seconds flat
Found my way upstairs and had a smoke
And somebody spoke and I went into a dream
Oh, whoa
Oh, whoa

I read the news today, oh boy
Four thousand holes in Blackburn, Lancashire
And though the holes were rather small
They had to count them all
But now they know how many holes it takes to fill the Albert Hall
I'd love to turn you on