to the tune of 2 Minutes To Midnight

"Scream for me", we'll scream, you see
And we got lots of reason
For our Bruce is on the loose
And never out of season
A living flame, you've burned untamed
For six and forty seasons
Here's the man for each Metal fan
For your voice is unsurpassed

With Samson hair or a pilot's stare
Your glamour, your fortune, your pain
Go on tour again, feel a free man's fame
Tortured soul in your songs evermore

Two minutes to showtime
The arena threatens doom
Two minutes to showtime
To make the amplifiers boom

You laugh and shout and you jump about
This show, who would believe us?
The human air-raid siren screams
For a prime-time Metal feast, yeah!
As the reason for our pleasure
Leads us to Omega Zero
We oil our jaws for a primal scream
And give it to our hero

With Samson hair or a pilot's stare
Your glamour, your fortune, your pain
Go on tour again, feel a free man's fame
Tortured soul in your songs evermore

Two minutes to showtime
The arena threatens doom
Two minutes to showtime
To make the amplifiers boom

The feet stampede and with this deed
Our lungs are torn in two
And a valued gain will with us remain
We put the finger right on you
Cause your lyrics play on words
And make us think about right and wrong
To a tune of sparkling brilliance
You make a better kind of song!

With Samson hair or a pilot's stare
Your glamour, your fortune, your pain
Go on tour again, feel a free man's fame
Tortured soul in your songs evermore

Two minutes to showtime
The arena threatens doom
Two minutes to showtime
To make the amplifiers boom

Showtime, showtime, showtime is your time
Showtime, showtime, showtime is your time
Showtime - Bruce time !!!

(written for Bruce's 46th birthday. August 7th 2004)