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Creeping Death (Live at Hampton Coliseum, Hampton, VA / August 3rd, 1986)

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Creeping Death (Live at Hampton Coliseum, Hampton, VA - August 3rd, 1986)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
James Hetfield
James Hetfield
Lead Vocals
Lars Ulrich
Lars Ulrich
Drums
Cliff Burton
Cliff Burton
Bass Guitar
Kirk Hammett
Kirk Hammett
Lead Guitar
John Marshall
John Marshall
Rhythm Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Hetfield
James Hetfield
Songwriter
Cliff Burton
Cliff Burton
Songwriter
Lars Ulrich
Lars Ulrich
Songwriter
Kirk Hammett
Kirk Hammett
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kent Matcke
Kent Matcke
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

So, well, it ain't, huh It ain't too heavy now, is it? Are you sure about that? Oh, yeah? Oh, that Oh, yeah? Oh, yeah? "Creeping Death" Slaves, Hebrews born to serve to the pharaoh Heed to his every word, live in fear Faith of the unknown one, the deliverer Wait, something must be done, four hundred years So let it be written, so let it be done I'm sent here by the chosen one So let it be written, so let it be done To kill the firstborn pharaoh son I'm creeping death, yes Now let my people go, land of Goshen Go, I will be with thee, bush of fire Blood running red and strong, down the Nile Plague, darkness three days long, hail to fire So let it be written, so let it be done I'm sent here by the chosen one So let it be written, so let it be done To kill the firstborn pharaoh son I'm creeping death Mr. Kirk Hamster Die, die, die, die Die by my hand I creep across the land Killing firstborn man Die by my hand I creep across the land Killing firstborn man I rule the midnight air, the destroyer Born I shall soon be there, deadly mass I creep the steps and floor, final darkness Blood lambs blood painted door, I shall pass So let it be written, so let it be done I'm sent here by the chosen one So let it be written, so let it be done To kill the firstborn pharaoh son I'm creeping death, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah Yeah-hey-hey, watch out Thank you very much and goodnight Thank you, alright (thank you) Having some fuckin' fun tonight, thank you Hey, man What the fuck? So, if you all know (you shut up for a second, alright, heck) On top of all the fucking bullshit that's going on with this being the last gig We also have a birthday boy in the band today, yeah, alright This guy right here, anyone know his name? It's a suite you could sing to him, alright His name is James, if you didn't know (sing "Shitty birthday to you") He's the one that they talk about on MTV, with his broken wrist here, alright Okay, you ready? On three One, two, four Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you Happy birthday, dear James, happy birthday to you
Writer(s): Lars Ulrich, James Alan Hetfield, Kirk L. Hammett, Clifford Lee Burton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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