The Prisoner

(Adrian Smith/Steve Harris)

(From the CD 'The Number of the Beast')

On the run kill to eat

You're starving now you're dead on your feet

Going all the way nature's beast

Do what I want as I please

Run fight to breathe it's tough

Now you see me now you don't

Break the walls I'm coming out

Not a prisoner I'm a free man

And my blood is my own now

Don't care where the past was

I know where I'm going ... out

If you kill me it's self defence

If I kill you then I call it vengeance

Spit in your eye I will defy

You'll be afraid when I call out your name

I'm not a number I'm a free man

I'll live my life how I want to

You'd better scratch me from your black book

Cos I'll run rings round you

Back in the Village

(Adrian Smith/Bruce Dickinson)

(From the CD 'Powerslave')

Turn the spotlights on the people,

Switch the dial and eat the worm.

Take your chances, kill the engine,

Drop your bombs and let it burn.

White flags shot to ribbons,

The truce is black and burned,

Shellshock in the kitchen,

Tables overturned.

CHORUS

Back in the village again,

In the village.

I'm back in the village again.

Throwing dice now, rolling loaded,

I see sixes all the way.

In a black hole, and I'm spinning

As my wings get shot away.

No breaks on the inside,

Paper cats and burning barns,

There's a fox among the chickens,

And a killer in the hounds.

Questions are a burden

And answers are a prison for oneself

Shellshock  in the kitchen

Tables start to burn.

REPEAT CHORUS

But still we walk into the valley

And others try to kill the inner flame

We're burning brighter than before

I don't have a number, I'M A NAME!

REPEAT CHORUS