Michael Raines

Let me tell you about Michael Raines
 Got involved in the distribution of cocaine game
 Parents kicked him out, girlfriend Kristin the same
 Cops come flush it down, down, down the drain
 Cat on the mouse and the cops on the cat
 No traps could keep the acid brats
 With pure plush leather seats for drums
 We could never get away from those
 Outer suburban perimeter strip mall slums
 We were stupid then
 Trying to capture the zen of broken glass bombs
 Well, great adventures on the jersey shore
 Pouring motor oil in the pool of the girl next door
 Iron Maiden, Radio City Music Hall, 1985
 We were clones for the headbangers ball
 We weren't punks, we were cheese and corn
 We were born and bred to fill out the college form
 But Michael couldn't make the grades
 If he got B's and A's he would've had it made
 His adopted dad said he'd buy him a porsche
 If he got back on track, you know, back on course
 But Mike was bored with these attempts to buy love
 He was always bored and left alone
 In that home on the hillside above
 But most of all he was bored in those attempts to buy love
 La-la- love. la-la-love
 Well, back to Michael, what was his deal?
 You know, he's just trying hard to taste the feel.
 His cigarettes was his food, his beer was a meal
 You know, he loved spinning so he jumped on the wheel
 Old man Michael was a friend of mine
 We got in cool car crashes in the summer time
 Participated in petty crime,
 Well, I moved south and he ended up doing a little bit of time
 When all along he was just looking to have a good time.