Live at Wembley lyrics

I'll go blind before I stop
And I'll go blind before I stop,
They're gonna have to come in and lock me up
And I'll go blind before I stop,
'cause this boy mama just wanna rock
There's a two ton fireball burnin' through the headphones
Cuttin' up my heart, makin' ashes of my soul
A lightning bolt petition, tonight I'm gonna sign
Trouble out my window and I'm gonna find it

Talking, talking - wealth, talking - money, talking - power
Talking - horses, talking - fun, talking - self, talking - power
Talking - diamonds, talking - ego,
talking - man, talking - wealth
And talking - power (repeats)
Money is power, power is fame
Talking about rock 'n' roll mercenaries
Soldiers of fortune by some other name
I'm talking about rock 'n' roll mercenaries

Hey Ricky, now mine is empty
How about one for you
We could set it out together
Seems tomorrow's overdue
Captain Video, done went home
One pilot laid to rest
And dragon ladies talk that talk
About who loves who - who loves best

Silver bullets in the jukebox
Spin another round
Everybody at the back of the line
It's midnight at the lost and found
Midnight at the lost and found

Once a beautiful Miss America,
married Mr. Right.
Had a little baby girl,
born on a stormy night.

But that was once upon a time,
now it's a brand new world.
Gimmee the future, gimmee the future,
gimmee the future with a modern girl.

Somewhere just between the past
and somethin' dawnin' new.
There's a break in the chain,
there's a skip in the clock,
girl that's where I'm gonna find you.

Paradise By The Dashboard Light
Featured Female Vocal: Ellen Foley
Guitar: Todd Rundgren
Piano: Roy Bittan
Bass: Kasim Sulton
Drums: Max Weinberg
Saxophone: Edgar Winter
Keyboards: Jim Steinman, Roy Bittan
Synthesizer: Roger Powell
Background Vocals: Rory Dodd, Todd Rundgren, Ellen Foley, Marvin Lee
Lascivious Effects: Jim Steinman
Baseball Play-by-Play: Phil (Scooter) Rizzuto

Baby we can talk all night
But that ain't getting us nowhere
I told you everything I possibly can
There's nothing left inside of here

And maybe you can cry all night
But that'll never change the way that I feel
The snow is really piling up outside
I wish you wouldn't make me leave here

I poured it on and I poured it out
I tried to show you just how much I care

The sirens are screaming and the fires are howling,
way down in the valley tonight.
There's a man in the shadows with a gun in his eye,
and a blade shining oh so bright.
There's evil in the air and there's thunder in sky,
and A killer's on the bloodshot streets.
Oh and down in the tunnel where the deadly are rising,
Oh I swear I saw a young boy down in the gutter,

Phonecall:
This is one of the neighbors from down the street.
This racket of this music has been goin' on all afternoon
And I'm sick and tired of it. If it doesn't stop I'm calling the police!
You got me on the run, you got it your way
Now I'm feeling pretty good and I'm beginning to sweat
Your love is so fine, it's got me feelin' alright
Going out of my mind, I got to have you tonight