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Two Minutes To Midnight

Two Minutes To Midnight

6th August 1984

1. 2 Minutes to Midnight (Smith, Dickinson)
2. Rainbow's Gold (Slesser, Mountain)
3. Mission From 'Arry (Harris, McBrain)

 

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  2 Minutes to Midnight [6:04] (Smith, Dickinson) Commentary Lyrics Discuss this song in the forum
 

    Kill for gain or shoot to maim but we don't need a reason
    The Golden Goose is on the loose and never out of season
    Blackened pride still burns inside this shell of bloody treason
    Here's my gun for a barrel of fun for the love of living death

      The killer's breed or the demon's seed
      The glamour, the fortune, the pain
      Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain
      But don't you pray for my soul anymore

      2 minutes to midnight, the hands that threaten doom
      2 minutes to midnight, to kill the unborn in the womb

    The blind men shout let the creatures out, we'll show the unbelievers
    The napalm screams of human flames, of a prime-time Belsen feast... YEAH!
    As the reasons for the carnage cut their meat and lick the gravy
    We oil the jaws of the war machine and feed it with our babies

      The killer's breed or the demon's seed
      The glamour, the fortune, the pain
      Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain
      But don't you pray for my soul anymore

      2 minutes to midnight, the hands that threaten doom
      2 minutes to midnight, to kill the unborn in the womb

    (2:45 – Solo: Dave Murray)
    (3:06 – Solo: Adrian Smith)

    The body bags and little rags of children torn in two
    And the jellied brains of those who remain to put the finger right on you
    As the madmen play on words and make us all dance to their song
    To the tune of starving millions, to make a better kind of gun

      The killer's breed or the demon's seed
      The glamour, the fortune, the pain
      Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain
      But don't you pray for my soul anymore

      2 minutes to midnight, the hands that threaten doom
      2 minutes to midnight, to kill the unborn in the womb

    Midnight... midnight... it's all night
    Midnight... midnight... all night!


 

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  Rainbow's Gold [4:57] (Slesser, Mountain) Commentary Lyrics Discuss this song in the forum
 

    In the heat of the morning
    When your day is still dawning
    And your bird, she's singing
    Catch your soul, he's willing to fly away

    Packed your bags in a hurry
    Because your mind's in a worry
    Mark my words, you're gonna be sorry
    If you ever fly away

    Sweet little girl with the Saint Da Vinci-smile
    Stares at me with sadness in her eyes
    I'm not sure if she's really real or make-believe
    Maybe she's a vision that comes to only me

    'Cause I'm so tired, yes I'm so tired
    So tired, yes I'm so tired

    (3:11 – Solo: Adrian Smith)

    In the heat of the morning
    When your day is still dawning
    And your bird, she's singing
    Catch your soul, he's willing to fly away


 

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  Mission From 'Arry [6:43] (Harris, McBrain) Commentary Lyrics Discuss this song in the forum

Steve:

...anyways, he did not deserve to get a bollocking... ...at the time, I know why he got a bollocking, because you, you know, you dunno what the fuck he's goin' on about, but he didn't really deserve it. All he's trying to do is relay a message from me to you, right? And he went the wrong way about it, okay?

Nicko:

Yeah, he did go the wrong way about it.

Steve:

Well then.

Nicko:

Well I'm, I, I, I, I tell you what, I mean it ain't gonna happen again.

Bruce:

I don't see where you get steamed, I mean, if the truss was gonna...

Nicko:

Why I got steamed up Bruce is because he fucked me right up. And I knew there was a problem, I still didn't know what it was even after he...I, I fucked! I fucking fucked up!

Steve:

I know that. Look, it's like...

Nicko:

...and I stopped, and it was like "oh, for fuck's sake!" Come on kids, and I'm looking around... what is he trying to tell me? What's the problem?

Steve:

Can't you understand? Can't you understand if I'm trying to get a fucking message through to ya, right?...I'd have still...it'd a been a lot worse. If I, if I had to go me gear done...as it happens, <snaps his fingers> just in the nick of the time I got it done. If I...

Nicko:

Yeah, I still didn't get the message.

Steve:

I know you didn't. But what we're saying, it didn't... whatever happens if I got him trying to get a fuckin' message to ya. Y'know what I mean?

Nicko:

Sure Steve, but the fact is that the guy was not handling it the right way.

Steve:

You don't think of things like that Nick.

Nicko:

But that's diff... look...

Steve:

I bollocked...I was shouting at ya, "look, my gear's gone down!".

Nicko:

It's me that fucked up.

Steve:

Listen...

Nicko:

I'm the one out there all on me own...

Steve:

I know.

Nicko:

...I'm doing a drum solo. And I've got fuckin' talkin' to...

Steve:

No I'm the one, I'm only one 'a thinking, I've got fucking like a minute to go before m..., to get this fucking gear right.

Bruce:

Yeah, but if somebody gives a message to me...

Steve:

No?

Bruce:

...I mean, it doesn't matter who it is, I mean, the message gets through.

Nicko:

Bruce, it's different...

Steve:

It's a different situation.

Nicko:

...it's different for you. You're not standing there all on your fucking own having a somebody try to get your attention and talk to you. I'm playin' a drum solo, and the guy's standing a yard, or two yards behind my drum riser goin'...

Steve:

Yeah, all I'm trying a...

Nicko:

..."fucking anga-yangna-baba"... "wha?"... "BABA-BABA-BABA!"... "WHAAAA???..." the fuck! Uhhhhh! By the time I've got that far, I'm fuckin' totally fucked. Because I'm p..., I'm not paying attention to my gig...

Steve:

Hey, look...

Nicko:

...I'm paying attention to what he's trying to tell me.

Bruce:

Yeah, but nobody woulda noticed.

Steve:

I complete...

Nicko:

I noticed!

Steve:

I completely understand that.

Nicko:

Fucked me right up.

Steve:

But he, he was only doing what I told him to do, and that was get a message to you. Now that the fucking heat of the moment and just, everything on hand... he don't think to fucking tell Bill, he wants to get the message to you, not to fucking Bill, so he don't think of that, he just tries to get the message to you, right? So, he don't fucking deserve to get a bollocking for that, I mean, alright he got one I know... not sayin' that. But I just don't, you know...

Bruce:

Attente! Attente!

Steve:

...Bob was a nice guy. He's not like he's, fuckin', he's an asshole...

Nicko:

No, no...

Steve:

...or an idiot, or anything like that.

Nicko:

Oh no, but he was out of order, because he didn'...

Bruce:

He wasn't out of order.

Nicko:

He was.

Steve:

He wasn't out of order. He was wrong.

Nicko:

He was, 'cause he fucked me up by tryin' to tell me...

Steve:

Nicko.

Nicko:

If he'd of come up to the riser...

Steve:

Nicko.

Nicko:

Look...

Steve:

Nicko.

Nicko:

...if he'd of come up to the riser there, I COULDA FUCKIN' HEARD HIM!!!

Steve:

But Nick...

Nicko:

Cunt was standin' behind, I was sittin' down.

Steve:

Yeah...

Nicko:

..."bada-bada-ba"

Steve:

He was wrong. He made a mistake, but he wasn't out of order.

Bruce:

It wasn't deliberate.

Steve:

He made a mistake...

Nicko:

Now, I know it ain't deliberate.

Steve:

...for fuck's sake.

Nicko:

I didn't know that at the time, right? I still didn't know that Steve had a problem with his bass...

Steve:

That's what I'm saying.

Nicko:

...luckily enough, by the time I finished the poxy solo, he had his bass working again.

Steve:

It was all that fucking grief...

Bruce:

All it takes is the guy...

Nicko:

The grief was, because I bollocked him up, and I happened to tell ya, and you go "don't bollock him, go out and apologise," right. Fuck him, I'm gonna go and apologise to him.

Bruce:

Well all you gotta do...

Nicko:

It's not for me to apologise. I bollocked him 'cause he fucked me up. Right there, he fucked me up. He was wrong.

Bruce:

All you gotta do...no he wasn't wrong.

Nicko:

He was.

Steve:

He wasn't wrong.

Nicko:

He did not handle it... he's not even fucking communicating, right?

Steve:

Aw! I don' wanna fuckin argue about this, it's fucking stupid... I think you're really out of order, I think...honestly.

Nicko:

No bollocks! Oh I am not out of order.

Steve:

You are. You're attitude is out of order.

Nicko:

He... no it ain't.

Steve:

It is.

Nicko:

No it ain't. The guy fucked me up.

Steve:

I know he did...

Nicko:

Well then that's out of order...

Steve:

...he didn't mean to.

Nicko:

LOOK, I'M NOT SAYIN HE FUCKIN' MEANT TO 'ARRY!!! The fact is that he was a dumbkopf, 'cause he don't know how to fuckin' communicate with me on stage...

Bruce:

But he's not a dumbkopf.

Nicko:

Aww!

Steve:

He's not fuckin' stupid.

Nicko:

Well, he fuckin' certainly did a good job out there this afternoon, didn't he?

Steve:

He made a mistake, because I...

Nicko:

What do you mean "He made a mistake"?

Steve:

Because I...

Nicko:

You sent him. How could he make a mistake?

Steve:

That's right.

Nicko:

How did he make a mistake?

Steve:

Well, he made the mistake by not sending Bill first, right?

Nicko:

Well, well he made a mistake, right?

Steve:

Yeah.

Nicko:

Well, why?...

Bruce:

There's a difference between making a mistake...

Steve:

Well that's what I'm saying.

Bruce:

...and a difference between making a human error...

Nicko:

Right, so he made a mistake, right?

Steve:

Yeah!

Nicko:

And I'm griefed up cause he fuckin' made me make a mistake. Now that he... now I can understand what he was talking about after the fact... it remains to be seen, he was on a mission from you.

Steve:

Aw, I'm not gonna argue about it.

Nicko:

Right? Fuck my old boots, it just... I can't hack... I can't handle that situation when people think some can't make me grief, and it's important to me to get a message like that... fucking hell! How can I get some... get, get... when I also fucked as well... I would'na minded if I'd have gotten what it was happening straight. Like, on the end "alright, 'Arris got his bass fucked, right I'll carry on and do something else", then that's fine, if I didn't fuck-up... but he made me fuck. It totally threw me right out, and he wasn't...

Steve:

I know it did.

Nicko:

...He didn't know how to talk to me about it. And, and I've, I've told him "don't do that again."

Steve:

Because, see, it's not, it's not, it's not fair relaying a message to people. He was just...

Nicko:

And he never turned 'round.

Steve:

...look, it coulda been anybody. It was just that he was the first one on hand.

Nicko:

'Arry.

Steve:

He was just standing there.

Nicko:

He never turned around, he never even turned around afterwards and said "Listen, did you?...I'm sorry, but you didn't understand what I was saying right?"

Steve:

Well why should he?

Nicko:

Well then, then, then because...

Steve:

He got a fuckin' bollocking.

Nicko:

...He woulda stood up for himself because he knows he was gotten a bollocking wrong, because he was on a mission from you.

Steve:

He was probably...

Bruce:

No.

Steve:

He was probably fuckin' upset...

Bruce:

He's probably a bit upset.

Steve:

...because you gave him a fucking bollocking.

Nicko:

Well, rightly.

Steve:

You gave him up for...as far as he's con...

Bruce:

No, not rightly.

Nicko:

Rightly, yeah.

Steve:

But no, it's not rightly.

Bruce:

No!

Nicko:

I told him "DON'T EVER DO THAT AGAIN!"

Steve:

No.

Bruce:

That's crazy.

Steve:

But what?...

Bruce:

What happens if the lighting truss is gonna fall down on your head? Does he go?...

Nicko:

Well then somebody drags me out of the fuckin' way, or else I'm dead, right?

Bruce:

Yeah, but don't... I mean... you know.

Steve:

I think your attitude is totally fucking out of order.

Nicko:

No it ain't. No it ain't.

Steve:

Yes it is.

Nicko:

No it ain't. If I'd have known... now I'm the fuckin' cunt all of a sudden.

Steve:

No, you're not the cunt.

Bruce:

You're not a cunt.

Nicko:

Because I told him he was out of order, and I didn't know he was on a mission from you to tell me that his bass, your bass was FUCKED!

Steve:

I know you didn't.

Bruce:

All you've got to do Nicko, is just go to the guy and say...

Steve:

You didn't know, and he didn't know, alright?

Bruce:

"Sorry about, sorry about shouting. It was a misunderstanding. But in future, tell Bill" that's all you gotta say.

Nicko:

No. No.

Bruce:

And that way, he's a fuckin' proud geezer...

Steve:

What's, what's the matter with ya?

Bruce:

He goes...

Nicko:

Look...

Steve:

'Cause if this is some sorta pride thing or what?

Nicko:

I bollocked him... no it ain't pride. It's, it's not fuckin' pride.

Steve:

Well what's the matter with ya?

Bruce:

It is pride.

Nicko:

Oh bollocks!

Steve:

What's the matter with ya?

Nicko:

The guy was wrong to have been fuckin' there to do what he done.

Steve:

I know. All I'm, all I'm gonna say is that when you're going up tomorrow...

Bruce:

No it isn't wrong. What's he supposed to do? Turn around...

Steve:

...this is a different attitude, 'cause this is fucking stupid.

Nicko:

I told him straight out not to do it again.

Bruce:

What's he supposed to do? What's he?...

Nicko:

I'm not gonna go out and apologise for saying that to him...

Bruce:

He's NOT!

Nicko:

...He was outta fuckin' order.

Bruce:

He's not out of order.

Bruce:

What happens...

Nicko:

Bruce.

Bruce:

...if I fucking go and tell somebody to do something, he goes "No, fuck off! I'm not gonna do that."

Nicko:

Listen, Bruce...

Bruce:

Then he's out of order.

Nicko:

Bruce...

Bruce:

But he goes and tells him to go and do something...

Nicko:

...I'm not concerned with, with, with, with, with other people that can't fucking talk to me on stage, who don't know how to fucking communicate with me...

Bruce:

But he's not out of order trying to do it.

Nicko:

...He did not know how to communicate with me.

Steve:

Some cunt's recording this!


 

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