Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Raw Deal, artist - Judas Priest. Date of issue: 14.11.1977
Song language: English
Raw Deal |
| I made a spike about nine o’clock on a Saturday |
| All eyes hit me as I walked into the door |
| And seeing other guys were fooling in the denim dudes |
| A couple cards played rough stuff, New York, fire island |
| I cased the joint |
| Straining at the scenes |
| I moseyed up to the counter and the tender came a-grinnin' |
| I snapped the smile off his face and scowled «Give me a bourbon» |
| The mirror on the wall was collecting and reflecting |
| All the heavy bodies ducking, stealing eager for some action |
| The scene screwed me up, I saw some contact |
| Then the big boys |
| Saw me and knew that |
| I’d had too much, floating around |
| Statues alive, seconds are hours |
| Sacks like a hurricane, wrapped in and shattered |
| I was barely holding on to this flying body symphony |
| I guess I dream in pictures, not colours |
| The true free expression I demand is human rights, right |
| I gave my life |
| I am immortal |
| I’m going, no loss |
| I’m going, no loss |
| I’m going, no loss |
| I’m going, no loss |
| Nightmare |
| Just a bunch of goddamn, rotten, steaming |
| Raw deal |