Headswitch

Bruce Dickinson

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 planet's 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, out they're blind

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

it's cruel but it's kind

like father like son chop of the head and the body lives on

falling from grace leaves a cool empty space in the sky

like father like son

chop of the head and the body lives on

heaven that made you has screwed you and left

falling from grace leaves a cool empty space in the sky