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Yngwie Malmsteen
Yngwie Malmsteen


Background information
Birth name Lars Johan Yngve Lannerbäck
Born June 30, 1963
Born place Stockholm, Sweden
Genre(s) Heavy Metal
Neo-classical Metal
Power Metal
Speed Metal
Glam Metal
Hard Rock
Years active 1978—present
Label(s) Elektra Records
Polydor
PolyGram Records
Associated acts G3
Steeler
Alcatrazz
Rising Force
Hear 'n Aid
Website Website



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Yngwie Malmsteen Album



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[Kansas]

[Refrain]
Carry on my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done

Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more

Once I rose above the noise and confusion
Just to get a glimpse beyond this illusion
I was soaring ever higher
But I flew too high

Though my eyes could see I still was a blind man
Though my mind could think I still was a mad man
I hear the voices when I'm dreaming
I can hear them say

[Refrain]

Masquerading as a man with a reason
My charade is the event of the season
And if I claim to be a wise man, well
It surely means that I don't know

On a stormy sea of moving emotion
Tossed about I'm like a ship on the ocean
I set a course for winds of fortune
But I hear the voices say

[Refrain]
No!

Carry on, you will always remember
Carry on, nothing equals the splendor
Now your life's no longer empty
Surely heaven waits for you

[Refrain]


. . .



[Deep Purple]

Somebody's shouting
Up at a mountain

Only my own words return
Nobody's up there
It's a deception
When will I ever learn?

[CHORUS:]

I'm alone here
With emptiness eagles and snow
Unfriendliness chilling my body
And whispering pictures of home

Wondering blindly
How can they find me
Maybe they don't even know
My body is shaking
Anticipating
The call of the black footed crow...

[Chorus]

Here in this prison
Of my own making
Year after day I have grown
Into a hero
But there's no worship
Where have they hidden my thrown...

[Chorus]


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[Rainbow]

Look away from the sea
I can take you anywhere
Spend a vision with me
A chase with the wind

Move closer to me
I can make you anyone
I think you're ready to see
The Gates to Babylon
The power of what has been before
Rises to trap you within
A magic carpet ride a genie maybe more
A city of heavenly sin
Sleep with the devil and then you must pay
Sleep with the devil, the devil will take you away
Oh Gates of Babylon

You can see but you're blind
Someone turned the sun around
But you can see in your mind
The Gates of Babylon
You're riding the endless caravan
Bonded and sold as a slave
A saber dance removing all the veils
Getting as good as you gave
A saber dance removing all the veils
Getting as good as you gave
Sleep with the devil and then you must pay
Sleep with the devil, the devil will take you away

Look away from the sea
I can take you anywhere
Spend a vision with me
A chase with the wind

Move closer to me
I can make you anyone
I think you're ready to see
The Gates of Babylon
The power of what has been before
Rises to trap you within
A magic carpet ride a genie maybe more
A city of heavenly sin
Sleep with the devil and then you must pay
Sleep with the devil, the devil will take you away
Black Gates of Babylon
The devil is me
And I'm holding the key
To the gates of sweet hell
Babylon


. . .


Manic depression's touching my soul
I know what I want but I just don't know
How to, huh, go about gettin' it
Feeling sweet feeling,
Drops from my fingers, fingers
Manic depression's a catchin' my soul
Woman so weary, the sweet cause in vain
You make love, you break love
It's, a, all the same
When it's, when it's over, baby
Music, sweet music
I wish I could caress, caress, caress
Manic depression's a frustrating mess
U'ow!
Well, I think I'll go turn myself off,
And, huh, go on down
All the way down
Really ain't no use in me hanging around
In,a, your kinda scene
Music, sweet music
I wish I could caress, in a kiss, kiss
Manic depression is a frustrating mess
U'ow!
Yeah
Ow!
Music sweet music, sweet music, sweet music, uh. . .
Music sweet music, sweet music. . .yeah
Ooooooo....
Depression . . .

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[Jobson/Wetton]

Are you one of mine who can sleep with one eye open wide?
Agonizing psychotic solitary hours to decide
Reaching for the light at the slightest noise from the floor
Palms of hands perspire heart goes leaping at a knock from the door.
In the Dead of Night
In the Dead of Night
Rich and powerful ascend complicated bends to be free
To indulge in what they will and jaded thrill or fanstasy
Shuttered windows that belie all stifled cries from within
And prying eyes are blind to proceedings of the kind that begin
In the Dead of Night
In the Dead of Night


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[Blackmore/Coverdale]

I've been mistreated, I've been abused
I've been struck downhearted baby, I've been confused
'Cos I know yes I know I've been mistreated yeah-eah
Since my baby left me, I've been losing my mind
You know I have
I've been lonely, I've been cold
I've been looking for a woman uh to have and hold
'Cos I know yes I know I've been mistreated yeah-eah
Since my baby left me, I've been losing... I've been losing...
I've been losing my mind
Baby baby baby

I've been mistreated ah I've been abused... Mmm
I've been looking for a woman, I've been confused
'Cos I know yes I know I've been mistreated... Ooh
Since my baby left me, I've been losing... Losing...
I've been losing my mind
Baby baby baby ou-ouh oh woman woman woman

I've been losing my mind


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[Roth]

Dark night, there is no light
In the realm of the black magic man
Soul's flight into the cold blight
Of the destroyer's magic land
Poor man, whose spirits are stronger
They're a little too weary
You're starting to...

Blind man, you're suckin' your own blood
Soon black magic's dying
You'd better start crying
Blind man, you're suckin' your own blood
Soon black magic's dying
You'd better start crying

Throw out your evil desire
The dark king's kingdom is
Made out of mire

Throw out your evil desire
The dark king's kingdom is
Made out of mire

Keep on for the kingdom of light
There is no darkness, there is no night


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[Deep Purple]

I don't mind just what you say.
I never heard you, baby, never heard you anyway.

I don't care what you do
just so long as it ain't me and you.
Sly, sly, sly like a demon's eye.

Everything's good, I said, everything's fine.
You don't know, don't know it's the end of your time.
How does it feel to be turned away?
I've known it, baby, almost every day.
Sly, sly, sly like a demon's eye.

I don't need you anymore,
I don't want you, baby, hanging round my door.
You slip and slide round my brain.
You think you're so clever, yeah, but you know you're insane.
Sly, sly, sly like a demon's eye.

I d-d-don't mind just what you say.
I never heard you, baby, I never heard you anyway, no I didn't.
Everything's good, everything's fine.
You don't know it's the end of your time.
Sly, sly, sly like the demon's eye,
like the demon's eye.


. . .


Know your place in life is where you want to be
Don't let them tell you that you owe it all to me
Keep on looking forward; no use in looking 'round
Hold your head above the ground and they won't bring you down

Anthem of the heart and anthem of the mind
A funeral dirge for eyes gone blind
We marvel after those who sought
New wonders in the world, wonders in the world,
Wonders in the world they wrought.

Live for yourself
there's no one else
More worth living for
Begging hands and bleeding hearts will
Only cry out for more

Well, I know they've always told you
Selfishness was wrong
Yet it was for me, not you, I
Came to write this song

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[Deep Purple]

Sweet child in time
you'll see the line

The line that's drawn between
the good and the bad
See the blind man
shooting at the world
Bullets flying
taking toll
If you've been bad,
Lord I bet you have
And you've been hit
by flying lead
You'd better close your eyes
and bow your head
And wait for the ricochet


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