Bruce Dickinson - Headswitch

What would induce you to swear your allegiance to god, tonight?

Joined at the hip to a million-volt switch of the light - alright

You want to find out what the planets about?

Falling from grace leaves a cool empty space in the sky...

Your eyes are black as they see the red ball of the sun

And theyre blind

Dribbling with come as the volts start to arc through your mind

Cruel, but its kind

Like father, like son

Chop off the head, but the body lives on

Falling from grace leaves a cool empty space in the sky...

Like father, like son

Chop off the head and the body lives on

Heaven that made you has screwed you and laughed

Falling from grace leaves a cool empty space in the sky...