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| Dark and despair ridden, with no hope of salvation, this track takes you into the sadistic minds of the Portsmouth underground. | MP3.com CD: The Confusion Years (Part One) -  buy it!
CD: The Return Of The Saint - Special Edition
Label: Frostbyte Records
Credits: Written, produced & mixed by The Ayatollah Of Rock 'n' Rollah, The Quiff & Kermit Le Freak at Viewpoint Studios, Hampshire. © Frostbyte Records. Published by Kaput Publishing Ltd. Copyright control. |
Story Behind the Song
On Fußgängerzone's "Fuzzbox Wah" World tour, when in Lithuania, Rock 'n' Rollah's life changed forever whilst escorting two young ladies from Birgitte's dressing room, when an old Shaolin Monk handed him a tape
of a track which The Ayatollah had himself originally recorded in 1991! This was the first evidence of his life before May 2nd, 1992. Six months later, after being
remixed, the song 'Blood '97' was released on Frostbyte Records. This version only ever appearred on the (now deleted) 'The Return Of The Saint - Special Edition' album, on Frostbyte Records.
Lyrics
Something out there's trying to get us
We'll run away but it'll find us
And it'll bring us back to the evilness
Where all the streets are covered with his blood
If you're in Portsmouth you have no control over what you dream or do
Where the air is full of death and hatred
There's no way of escaping - don't try to take your life
It won't let you, it wants you, it'll make you suffer, then kill you
You can't sleep for the children crying of fright
And all you hear is the noise of blood dripping from the walls and from the doors
It's coming
And when it gets here it'll kill you
If you're in Portsmouth you have no control over what you dream or do
Where the air is full of death and hatred
There's no way of escaping - don't try to take your life
It won't let you, it wants you, it'll make you suffer, then kill you
The streets are normal in the day
But when the sun goes down everyone leaves the town
'Cause they know that the blood runs freely
So stay in all night and listen to Peely;
But you went out and they tore out your heart and spat on you
If you're in Portsmouth you have no control over what you dream or do
Where the air is full of death and hatred
There's no way of escaping - don't try to take your life
It won't let you, it wants you, it'll make you suffer, then kill you
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