(Murray, Dickinson)

When it all comes down the line, and the lights they turn to greed
And you race off with your tyres screaming, rolling thunder
And the people choke with poison, children cry in fear
But you've got your fast bullet, one way ticket outta here

Fall on your knees today and pray the world will mend its ways
Get to your feet again, refugees from the heartbreak and the pain
In the cities in the streets there's a tension you can feel
The breaking strain is fast approaching, guns and riots
The politicians gamble and lie to save their skins
And the Press get fed the scapegoats, public enema number one

Fall on your knees today and pray the world will mend its ways
Get to your feet again, refugees from the heartbreak and the pain
(2:21-Solo: Dave Murray)

To be continued...