Judas Priest Call for the Priest / Raw Deal song lyrics

I made a spike about nine o'clock on a saturday.

All eyes hit me as i walked into the door.

Then stealin' (?) and then the guys were fooling in the demin dudes.

A couple cards played rough stuff, new york, fire island.

I cased the joint, straining at the scenes.

I moseyed up to the counter and the tender came grinning.

I snapped the smile off his face and scowled give me a bourbon!

The mirror on the wall was collecting and reflecting.

All the heavy bodies ducking, stealing eager for some action.

The scene screwed me up, i saw some contact.

Then the big boys saw me and knew that.

I'd had too much, floating around.

Statues alive, seconds are hours.

Solo (glenn)

Sacks like a hurricane, wrapped in and shattered.

I was barely holding on to this flying body symphony .

I guess i dream in pictures, not colors.

The true free expression i demand is human rights - right.

I gave my life, i am immortal.

I'm going, no loss

I'm going, no loss

I'm going, no loss

I'm going, no loss

Nightmare, just a bunch of goddamn, rotten, steaming... raw deal!