1. POOR OLD IRELAND

Poor old Ireland, poor old universe,
Wonder who comes off the worse.
Poor old people mistreating misbelieving,
I think you've been cast by a curse.
But I don't want you to die, I can see all the lies
There's nothing there that's new.
But there's still no need to make blind children bleed,
Even if what you say is true.

And meanwhile in the aisles of the churches with style,
They're singing their songs to the Lord.
And the preacher's carping that for failure on earth,
Heaven will be your reward.

Poor old Ireland tortured by past and
Tarnished by future's curse
Poor old Ireland, poor old planet,
Poor old universe.

Oh Ireland your people mean more than the idols
You seek to set upon earth
And the day that you see that's the day, that all of your
Sadness and sickness will die.

For the enemy you seek to destroy is not the
One who's causing the pain
He's disguised himself well with his book and his bell but
Evil is still his name.

Poor old Ireland tortured by past and
Tarnished by future's curse
Poor old Ireland, poor old universe
Wonder who comes off the worse.


2. MANDOLIN KING

Listen to the mandolin king, doing his own special thing,
Strumming his strings, singing his songs
And when he sings he wants to sing along.

La, la, la, la, la, ...

Anything you ever wanted, he can make come real,
Depending on how you feel, according to what you do,
Because you know that in the end it's up to you.

So Listen to the mandolin king, doing his own special thing,
Strumming his strings, singing his songs
And when he sings you all sing along.

So shut your eyes and picture empty skies all around
And listen for the sound, of magic in the air
And when you do then you know the mandolin king will be there.

Listen to the mandolin king, doing his own special thing,
Strumming his strings, singing his songs
And when he sings you all sing along.

Ev'rybody, La, la, la, la, la, ...


3. LADY ELEANOR

Banshee playing magician sitting lotus on the floor
Belly dancing beauty with a power driven saw
Had my share of nightmares, didn't think there could be much more
Then in walked Rodrick Usher with the Lady Eleanor

She tied my eyes with ribbon of a silken ghostly thread
I gazed with trouble vision on an old four poster bed
Where Eleanor had risen to kiss the neck below my head
And bid me come along with her to the land of the dancing dead

But it's all right, Lady Eleanor
All right, Lady Eleanor
I'm all right where I am

She gazed with loving beauty like a mother to a son
Like living, dying, seeing, being all rolled into one
Then all at once I heard some music playing in my bones
The same old song I'd heard for years, reminding me of home

But it's all right, Lady Eleanor
All right, Lady Eleanor
I'm all right where I am

Then creeping on towards me, licking lips with tongues of fire
A host of golden demons screaming lust and base desire
And when it seemed for certain that the screams could get no higher
I heard a voice above the rest screaming 'You're a liar'

But it's all right, Lady Eleanor
All right, Lady Eleanor
I'm all right here in your arms


4. ROAD TO KINGDOM COME

I have no one to call my friend
The road I travel has no end
And so I turn my face up to the sun
And walk on down the road to kingdom come

And as I walk this lonely road
Nobody helps me bear my load
Can somebody tell me what it is I've done
Condemned to walk the road to kingdom come

And if you pass me on the side
Why don't you stop and let me ride
You just had a better deal my son
Walking down the road to kingdom come

And if you pass this way someday
And you should find I've gone my way
There'll always be some poor boy on the bum
Walking down the road to kingdom come

Walking down the road to kingdom come