In for the Kill

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Winger is an American hard rock band formed in New York City that gained popularity during the late 1980s and early 1990s. The band's two platinum albums, Winger and In the Heart of the Young, along with charting singles "Seventeen", "Headed for a Heartbreak" and "Miles Away", put the band on the top of the charts by the early 1990s. In 1990, the band was nominated for an American Music Award for "Best New Heavy Metal Band". As the music scene changed in the early to mid-1990s due to the popularity of grunge, the band faded after their third release Pull. more »

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1993

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Times are changin'
We'd best beware
The world is in the electric chair
The state holds out its loving cup
Singing power to the people
But their power's corrupt
Burning crosses and secretly
Carry swastikas and M-16's
Nevermind the pages of history
It just keeps repeating, keeps repeating
It's always the same
Seems like nothing will ever change
We pay to wear the blindfold
But look out 'cause they're movin'
In for the kill
In for the kill
Yankee Doodle leadin' lambs to slaughter
Just for the thrill
Good things come to those who wait
good advice just a bit too late
Any chance for trust went up in smoke
When a preacher's lust was sponsored by Coke
Day after day
It's always the same
We pay to wear the blindfold
Baby look out 'cause they're movin'
In for the kill
In for the kill
Disbelievers drink the poisonwater
Time stands still
Don't fill my eyes, fill my head
'Til I'm overloaded
You talk and you talk and you talk
But I don't hear anything
Times are changin'
There ain't no cure
It's a wasteland
One thing's for sure
Ain't no gold to grind the axe
So keep your fingers crossed
While you're crossin' the tracks
'Cause good blind faith ain't good enough
Baby's heat crumbled to dust
Hooray for the Outlaw
Keeps movin'
In for the kill
In for the kill
Yankee Doodle leadin' lambs to slaughter
Just for the thrill
Don't fill my eyes, fill my head
'Til I'm overloaded
You talk and you talk
You know I don't hear it anymore
But you keep on movin'
In for the kill
In for the kill
Yankee Doodle leadin' lambs to slaughter
Just for the thrill
My word's no good, it's not enough

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