Sortie: 18 Juillet 1995
Note: Collection de soundtracks et compilation de Megadeth .
I got no friends 'cause they read the papers
No more Mister nice guy
My dog bit me on the leg today
No more Mister nice guy
écrit par: Dave Mustaine/David Ellefson/Nick Menza, 1992
You're pushing me to a breakpoint
Self esteem you seem to lack
You're pushing me to a breakpoint
Watching pain is your only pleasure
You're pushing me to a breakpoint
In my opinions as a professional I recommend
Well... I don't know... It's gonna hurt me
Let's do it!
You push me to a breakpoint, breakpoint
écrit par: Dave Mustaine/David Ellefson/Marty Friedman/Nick Menza, 1991
As they bury me now six feet there my body lies
I saw my funeral that day
Place all your trust here in me
Now I lay me down to sleep
écrit par: Dave Mustaine, 1993
But when I seek out your voice
Engaged in crime I grasp my throat
And when the story takes a twist
Engaged in crime I grasp my throat
The searing of the sinew
The steam finally dissipates
Association that I choose
Engaged in crime I grasp my throat
Engaged in crime I grasp my throat
écrit par: Dave Mustaine, 1993
If I get up to the top I know
Down another glass of courage
We're not ready to see you yet
Gotta' short between the earphones
Ain't got no last words to say
In a black tie and straight jacket
Chorus repeat
Demitasse of arsenic
There is only death and danger
There's a prison in my mind
Taunting rigor mortis
écrit apr: W. Ward/T. Iommi/T. Butler/J. Osbourne, 1994
Can you help me occupy my brain?
I need someone to show me the things in life that I can't find
Make a joke and I will sigh and you will laugh and I will cry
And so as you hear these words telling you now of my state
No More Mr. Nice Guy-Shocker Soundtrack
écrit par: Alice Cooper/Michael Bruce, 1973
'Til they got a hold of me
I opened doors for little old ladies
I helped the blind to see
They can't be seen with me
And I'm gettin' shot down
And I'm feeling mean
No more Mister clean
No more Mister nice guy
They say he's sick, he's obscene
My cat clawed my eye
My mom's been thrown out of the society circle
My dad's had to hide
I went to church incognito
And everybody rose, the reverend Smith
He recognized me
Punched me in the nose
No more Mister clean
No more Mister nice guy
They say he's sick, he's obscene
Breakpoint-Super Mario Bros. Soundtrack
Note: Disponible sur la face b du single Symphony of Destruction
Rules you break and just let it slide
You try and find you inside of me
Be as great as you want me to be
Hypocrite, the word that fits
Do as you say
Not as you do
Pushing me, push, push me to a breakpoint
Point the finger
There's three pointing back
Control's the illusion with all good intent
Bad times are contagious
You laugh and infect
Criticist, the word that fits
Put me down to lift you up
Pushing me, push, push me to a breakpoint
Sick fascination for someone's disaster
Self suffering since you were born
Mess with the bull and you'll get the horn
Misery, the word that fits
Can't seem to smile 'till someone's sad
You're pushing me, push, push me
Push, push, push me to a breakpoint
We straight-jacket the son-of-a-bitch
Lock him in a rubber room
Sedate him, heavily
And when he wakes up,
If he wakes up, we'll see
If he can be a nice boy
More that it's gonna hurt him
Push me to a breakpoint, breakpoint
Don't push me, you piece of shit!
Go To Hell-Bill & Ted's Bogus Journey Soundtrack
They've pulled my plug the picture fades
And as my body decays mold begins to fill my grave
The smell of death permeates the silk within my coffin lays
Go to hell
Still feel like I'm giong down I hear a distant wailing cry
God something must've gone wrong
And much too late I realize
Go to hell
I know who didn't show to mourn
My judgement was life in hell
Pillars of pain and thorns
My only friend's the goat
With 666 between his horns
Go to hell
Rest assured these things I know
And as Charon sails the sea
Your journey too shall end below
Ah yes you're all sitting ducks
It's true you reap what you sow
Go to hell
Blah, blah, blah my soul to keep
If I die before I wake
I'll go to hell for heaven's sake
Angry Again-Last Action Hero Soundtrack
The more of me I see reflect
The more I try to read your lips
The more the mask you're wearing rips
My ears are overcome with noise
You show and tell with greatest ease
Raving impossibilities
Enraged my mind starts to smoke
Enforce a mental overload
Angry again, angry again, angry ow
If folds like a contortionist
Slight of hand and quick exchange
The old tricks have been rearranged
Enraged my mind starts to smoke
Enforce a mental overload
Angry again, angry again, angry
My body fights for air
The ripping of the tissue
My lungs begin to tear
Gravity's got my bones
It pulls my flesh away
I make out my sweaty face
Game I inevitably lose
Governed by laws set up by me
Fracture it's jaw to let me be
A cut-out cardboard condo maze
Filled with an insubordinate race
Irrational youths stop to stare
As music rubber hosed the air
Enraged my mind starts to smoke
Enforce a mental overload
Angry again, angry again, angry again
And again and again, again
Enraged my mind starts to smoke
Enforce a mental overload
Angry again, angry again, angry ow
99 Ways to Die-Beavis and Butthead Experience
I'll have one more yesterday
Take life from tomorrow
Cause I've burned out my today
I'll just go back downhill
Gotta' terminal future
And it's time to write my will
And a shot of thorazine
99 ways to die
We're not ready to see you yet
Wringing my hands in dismay
A more efficient maniac
With two feet in the grave
Yellow streak right up my spine
The gun in my mouth was real
And the taste blew my mind
Man I'm gonna try again
Try on this tie
Never mind the tree
In the sockets of my eyes
A playground of illusion
No one plays they only die
And the bars are gonna break
I'm as mad as a hatter
And strung out just the same
I feel it draw me in
Paranoid-Nativity in Black Compilation
Finished with my woman 'cause she couldn't help me with my mind
people think I'm insane because I am frowning all the time
All day long I think of things but nothing seems to satisfy
Think I'll lose my mind if I don't find something to pacify
Oh yeah
I can't see the things that make true happiness, I must be blind
Happiness I cannot feel and love to me us so unreal
I tell you to enjoy life I wish I could but it's too late
écrit par: Dave Mustaine, 1994
As pre-historic as it seems
This is now, today
As pre-historic as it seems
This is now
Talkin' 'bout no vision
Talkin' 'bout no dream
The Harlot puddles for her lies
From where she speaks
I look above and see
Entrails in the sky
This song ain't over 'til the
Fat lady dies
One man rules the earth
And rides the seven-headed beast
Ten diadems, to rule them all, to crown them all
The world, religion at his feet
Dreams are told of dreams of old
This day will surely come
So, run my child and hide your face
Once you've been marked it's finished, done
You'll become one
You're mine
You're one
I saw a new earth today
I saw a former pass away
I saw a new earth today
I saw a former pass away
Vengence is mine
Vengence is mine
The Netherworld and Sheol
Are never satisfied
So the eyes of Man are
Never sat-is-fied
I saw a new Earth today
I saw a former pass away
écrit par: Johnny Rotten/Glen Matlock/Stephen Jones/Paul Cook, 1995
Note: reprise des Sex Pistols
Eat your heart out on a plastic tray
You don't do what you want and you fade away
You work for me, you're working nine-to-five
It's too much fun of being alive
I'm using my feet for my human machine
You work for me, living for the screen
Are you lonely, all needs catered
You got your brains dehydrated
Problem, problem, problem, the problem is you
Oh what what you gonna do, problem, problem
Problem, problem, problem, the problem is you
Well, what you gonna do with your problem
The problem is you, problem
I ain't death trip, but I ain't automatic
You work for me, just stay ecstatic
Don't you give me any orders
To people like me, there is no order
Bet you thought you had it all worked out
Bet you thought you knew what I was about
Bet you thought you'd solved all your problems
But you are the problem
Problem, problem, problem, the problem is you
Oh, what you gonna do with your problem?
I'll leave it up to you, oh problem
The problem is you, you got a problem
Oh what you gonna do?
They know a doctor, gonna take you away
Thay take you away and they throw away the key
They don't want you and they don't want me
You got a problem the problem is you
Problem, well, what you gonna do?
Problem, have you got a problem?
Problem, well you got a problem
Problem (x17)