1. OUT OF THE SILENT PLANET

[Chorus #1]
Out of the silent planet - Out of the silent planet we are (x2)

[Chorus #1]

Withered hands, withered bodies, begging for salvation
Deserted by the hand of Gods of their own creation
Nations cry underneath decaying skies above
You are guilty, the punishment is death for all who live...
The punishment is death for all who live...

[Chorus #2]
Out of the silent planet, dreams of desolation
Out of the silent planet, come the demons of creation

[Chorus #2]

The killing fields, the grinding wheels crushed by equilibrium
Separate lives, no more disguise, no more second chances
Haggard wisdom spitting out the bitter taste of hate
I accuse you before you know the crime it's all too late...
Before you know the crime it's all too late...

[Chorus #2] (x2)

[Chorus #1]

[Chorus #2] (x2)

[Chorus #1] (x3)


2. WASTED YEARS

From the coast of gold
Across the seven seas
I'm travellin' on, far and wide
But now it seems
I'm just a stranger to myself
And all the things I sometimes do
It isn't me but someone else

I close my eyes
And think of home
Another city goes by in the night
Ain't it funny how it is
You never miss it 'til it's gone away
And my heart is lying there
And will be 'til my dying day

[Chorus]
So understand... Don't waste your time always searching for those wasted years
Face up... Make your stand and realise you're living in the golden years

Too much time on my hands
I got you on my mind
Can't ease this pain, so easily
When you can't find the words to say
It's hard to make it through another day
And it makes me wanna cry
And throw my hands up to the sky

[Chorus] (x3)


3. ACES HIGH

There goes the siren that warns of the air raid
Then comes the sound of the guns sending flak
Out for the scramble we've got to get airborne
Got to get up for the coming attack

Jump in the cockpit and start up the engines
Remove all the wheelblocks, there's no time to waste
Gathering speed as we head down the runway
Gotta get airborne before it's too late

Running, scrambling, flying
Rolling, turning, diving, going in again
Running, scrambling, flying
Rolling, turning, diving
Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die
Won't you... run, live to fly, fly to live, aces high

Move in to fire at the mainstream of bombers
Let off a sharp burst and then turn away
Roll over, spin round and come in behind them
Move to their blindsides and firing again

Bandits at 8 o'clock move in behind us
Ten ME-109's out of the sun
Ascending and turning our Spitfires to face them
Heading straight for them I press down my guns

Rolling, turning, diving
Rolling, turning, diving, going in again
Rolling, turning, diving
Rolling, turning, diving
Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die
Won't you... run, live to fly, fly to live, aces high