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Warheads on Foreheads
Disc 1
01. Rattlehead
02. Mechanix
03. Killing Is My Business… And Business Is Good!
04. The Conjuring
05. Wake Up Dead
06. Devils Island
07. Good Mourning / Black Friday
08. Set the World Afire
09. In My Darkest Hour
10. Holy Wars… The Punishment Due
Disc 2
01. Hangar 18
02. Tornado of Souls
03. Rust in Peace… Polaris
04. Five Magics
05. Take No Prisoners
06. Skin o’ My Teeth
07. Angry Again
08. Symphony of Destruction
09. Sweating Bullets
10. À tout le monde
11. Train of Consequences
12. Reckoning Day
Disc 3
01. Trust
02. She‐Wolf
03. Wanderlust
04. Dread and the Fugitive Mind
05. Blackmail the Universe
06. Washington Is Next!
07. Head Crusher
08. Public Enemy No. 1
09. Kingmaker
10. The Threat Is Real
11. Poisonous Shadows
12. Death From Within
13. Dystopia
As sure as the sun rises in the east
Another gunman will come seeking my defeat
Will he be as fast as me? Are his nerves quiet and still?
Will he fall like all the rest, ending his days upon Boot Hill?

I'm an outcast riding into town alone
I got wanderlust branded deeper than the bone
I'm an outcast riding into town alone
I got a lust for wandering branded deeper than the bone

As I ride into the sunset to take another town
Thank you for the invite, but I just can't settle down
Just can't settle down
The dust that coats my hat is from a dozen towns
Dust from shooting down another dozen clowns

I'm an outcast riding into town alone
I got wanderlust branded deeper than the bone
I'm an outcast riding into town alone
I got a lust for wandering branded deeper than the bone

A drum beats for me, it gets louder every day
The cadence tells me that soon I'll meet my judgment day
(My judgment day) My judgment day
(My judgment day) My judgment day
(My judgment day) My judgment day
(My judgment day) My judgment day
(My judgment day) My judgment day
(My judgment day) My judgment day
My judgment day

A drum beats for me, it gets louder every day
The cadence tells me that soon I'll meet my judgment day
Life's an endless showdown, never knowing when they'll come
I sleep with one eye open lying with my smoking gun

My smoking gun!

The game I play has caused a lot of grief
They were dying for fame, so I obliged some relief
Dying for fame, I obliged some relief!

I'm an outcast riding into town alone
I got wanderlust branded deeper than the bone
I'm an outcast with lightning in my hand
I got wanderlust, lost in no man's land
I got a lust for wandering, lost in no man's land
I got wanderlust...