#TheStand

"Oh I have been out searching with the black book in my hand
And I've looked between the lines that lie on the pages that I tread
I met the walking dude, religious, in his worn down cowboy boots
He walked liked no man on earth
I swear he had no name (had no name)
I swear he had no name

Come on down and meet your maker
Come on down and make the stand
Come on down, come on down,
Come on down and make the stand.

As I crawled beneath the searchlights
Looking through the floorboards of this life
I met Doctor Strangelove's cousin
He bore the marks of time
"Hey! Trashcan where you going boy
Your eyes are feet apart
Is that the end you're carrying Shall I play the funeral march" (play the march)
"Play the funeral march"

Come on down and meet your maker
Come on down and make the stand
Come on down, come on down,
Come on down and we'll make the stand.

Come on down and meet your maker
Come on down and make the stand
Come on down, come on down,
Come on down, we'll make the stand.

When I looked out the window
On the hardship that had struck I saw the seven phials open
The plague claimed man and son
Four men at a grave in silence With hats bowed down in grace
A simple wooden cross,
It had no epitaph engraved (it had no)
It had no epitaph engraved.

Come on down and meet your maker
Come on down and make the stand
Come on down, come on down,
Come on and make the stand

Come on down and meet your maker
Come on down and make the stand
Come on down, come on down,
Come on down, and we'll make the stand."

- #TheAlarm, 1981

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DUPbQi78WHI
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Strength

"Give me love
Give me hope
Give me strength
Give me someone to live for

Who will light the fire that I need to survive
Who will be the life blood coursing through my veins
Like a river flowing that will never change
I need someone I can depend on

I’m a man of emotion who can’t hide the tears
I’m a man of feeling who can’t hide the pain
I’m alone on the outskirts of town where no one knows my name
I’m at the point in my life where I need affection

Give me love
Give me hope
Give me STRENGTH
Give me someone to live for

Someone write me a letter, I need to know that I’m still alive
Someone give me a telephone call, I need to hear a human sound
Someone open up a door and let me out of this place
I’ve been caged up for oh so long, I don’t know if I’m living or dying

Give me love
Give me hope
Give me STRENGTH
Give me someone to live for

I walk alone, across the outskirts of town
I can’t control what I’m going through now
Will you light the fire that I need to survive
Will you donate the life blood coursing through my veins
Will you open up the door and let me out of this place
I’ve been caged up for oh so long, I don’t know if I’m living or dying

Give me love
Give me hope
Give me STRENGTH
Give me someone to live for"
- #TheAlarm, 1985

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AXs3kgJFlrU
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