Star Club
Of every head he's had the pleasure to know.
And all the people that come and go
Stop and say hello.
On the corner is a banker with a motorcar,
The little children laugh at him behind his back.
And the banker never wears a mack
In the pouring rain, very strange.
Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes.
There beneath the blue suburban skies
I sit, and meanwhile back
In penny Lane there is a fireman with an hourglass
And in his pocket is a portrait of the Queen.
He likes to keep his fire engine
I Am The Sword
Murder I am, you know it was me
I was the one, that you didn't see
I was the cut, down to your bone
I put you there under that stone
I, I am the blade, I am the dream of the brave
I, I am the knife, I bring grief to your life
I, I am the sword, I am the word of the Lord
Do what you will, I bring you the edge
I am the one to sever your head
I cut so deep, I can cut straight
All depends on the moves you make
I, I am the blade, I am the promise unmade
I, Iam the knife, I bring death to your life
I, I am the axe, to stop you dead in your tracks
I, I am the sword, I bring the fear of the Lord
Centuries pass, dust in the wind
I shall remain, sining in sin
The metal I am, the iron you feel
The song of the dead, the chorus of steel
I, I am the blade, I break the oath that you made
I, I am the mace, I am the blow in the face
I, I am the axe, to cut down heroes like rats
I, I am the sword, I do the work of the Lord