* EP - PART I

1. WHISKEY IN THE JAR

As I was goin' over the Cork and Kerry mountains
I saw Captain Farrell and his money he was countin'
I first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier
I said stand and deliver or the devil he may take ya

I took all of his money and it was a pretty penny
I took all of his money yeah I brought it home to Molly
She swore that she'd love me, never would she leave me
But the devil take that woman for you know she treat me easy

Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar-o

Being drunk and weary I went to Molly's chamber
Takin' my money with me and I never knew the danger
For about six or maybe seven in walked Captain Farrell
I jumped up, fired off my pistols and I shot him with both barrels

Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar-o

Now some men like the fishin' and some men like the fowlin'
And some men like ta hear, ta hear cannon ball a roarin'
Me I like sleepin' specially in my Molly's chamber
But here I am in prison, here I am with a ball and chain yeah

Musha ring dum a doo dum a da
Whack for my daddy-o
Whack for my daddy-o
There's whiskey in the jar-o

Whiskey in the jar-o
Musha ring dum a doo dum a da


2. BLITZKRIEG (LIVE)

Let us have peace, let us have life,
Let us escape the cruel night.
Let us have time, let the sun shine,
Let us beware the deadly sign.

The day is coming, armageddon's near,
Inferno's coming, can we survive the blitzkrieg.
The blitzkrieg, the blitzkrieg.

Save us from fate, save us from hate,
Save ourselves before it's too late.
Come to our need, hear our plea,
Save ourselves before the earth bleeds.

The day is dawning, the time is near,
Aliens calling, can we survive the blitzkrieg.


3. THE PRINCE (LIVE)

Now I see his face, I see his smile.
Such a lonely place, no golden mile.
Eyes tell of morbid tales, of his black heart.
His deeds through ages past tell of his part.

See his face, see his smile.
Time to die, o-oh, no-oh, no-oh.

Angel from below, change my dreams.
I want for glory's hour, for wealth's esteem.
I wish to sell my soul, to be reborn.
I wish for earthly riches, don't want no crown of thorns.

See his face, see his smile.
Time to die, o-oh, o-oh, no-oh.

I was born a fool, don't want to stay that way.
Devil take my soul, with diamonds you repay.
I don't care for heaven, so don't you look for me to cry.
And I will burn in hell, from the day I die.

See his face, see his smile.
Time to die, o-oh, no-oh, no.



* EP - PART II

1. WHISKEY IN THE JAR

(Same lyrics as in Part I)


2. THE SMALL HOURS (LIVE)

Look out at the darkness, and you will see.
Just call my name and I'll be there.
You cannot touch me, you would not dare.
I am the chill that's in the air.

And I try to get through to you, in my own special way,
As the barriers crumble at the end of the day.

Dark rivers are flowing back into the past.
You are the fish for which I cast.
And what of the future, what is to be.
As the rivers flow into the sea.

And I try to get through to you, in my own special way,
As the barriers crumble at the end of the day.

Do not take for granted, powers out there.
Don't step into the demon's lair.
Time is an illusion, rising from time.
Steep is the mountain which we climb.

And I try to get through to you, in my own special way,
As the barriers crumble at the end of the day.


3. KILLING TIME (LIVE)

Sound of gunfire comes through the night,
Killing and hatred, it's a terrible sight.
Reports come in of the heavy attack,
Message is seen, we're moving back.

Preparations are made for the journey back,
It's a survival, supplies are packed.
No more nights in this eternal hell,
Destination is simple, we move out.

Killing time - You left from the line
Killing time - Your turn to kill.
Killing time - What do you say?
Killing time - Aaha, killing time.

And he knew what he needed to keep us alive,
No time for cowardice, kill and survive.
Like a killer kid with a switchblade knife,
Nasty word, he'll take your life.

The silence is over, they attack again,
Killing and hatred drive me insane.
Reports come in of a heavy attack,
Message is seen, we're moving back.

Killing time - You left from the line
Killing time - Your turn to kill.
Killing time - What do you say?
Killing time - Aaha, killing time.

Sound of gunfire comes through the night,
Killing and hatred, it's a terrible sight.
Reports come in of a heavy attack,
Message is seen, we're moving back.

And he knew what he needed to keep us alive,
No time for cowardice, kill and survive.
Like a killer kid with a switchblade knife,
Nasty word, he'll take your life.

Killing time - You left from the line.
Killing time - Your turn to kill.
Killing time - What do you say?
Killing time - Aaha, killing time.



* EP - PART III

1. WHISKEY IN THE JAR

(Same lyrics as in Part I)


2. LAST CARESS/GREEN HELL (LIVE)

I got something to say, I killed your baby today and it
Doesn't matter much to me, as long as it's dead.
I got something to say, I raped your mother today and it
Doesn't matter much to me, as long as she's spread.

Ooh lovely dead, just waiting for your breath,
Cold sweet death, one last caress.

Ooh lovely dead, just waiting for your breath,
Cold sweet death, one last caress.

I got something to say, I killed your baby today and it
Doesn't matter much to me, as long as it's dead.

Ooh lovely dead, just waiting for your breath,
Cold sweet death, one last caress.
Last caress today, yo-o-o-oh, yooo-oh.

Here in this place lies the key to your death,
Touch it, see it.
Here in this place is the means to your end,
Touch it, feel it, green hell.

You did your best as someone could,
I bet you never knew you would,
And did you run away from me,
I bet you thought you really could.

We're gonna burn in hell - Green hell.
Like every hell but kind of green - Green hell, green hell.
Try let me get back up there - Green hell, green hell.
Feel it burning in your cereal - Green hell, greem hell.
Throw your fuckin' friends inside - Green hell, green hell.
Gotta fuckin' pay and you must stay - Green hell.
Cannot refill the torch of death - Green hell, green hell.
Hell is reigning in your blood - Green hell, green hell.
Gotta burn it all, green hell.

You did your best as someone could,
I bet you never knew you would,
And did you run away from me,
I bet you thought you really could.

Here in this place lies the key to your death,
Touch it, see it.
Here in this place is your world that ended,
Touch it, feel it, green hell.

You did your best as someone could,
I bet you never knew you would,
And did you run away from me,
I bet you thought you really could.
You've come to this as someone told,
I bet you never knew you would.
Gonna bring green hell, green hell.


3. WHISKEY IN THE JAR (LIVE)

(Same lyrics as in track 1)