Meat Loaf - Midnight at the Lost and Found

1	Razor's Edge	4:07	Steve Buslowe / Paul Christie / Mark Doyle / M. Lee Aday
2	Midnight at the Lost and Found	3:36	M. Lee Aday / Steve Buslowe / Paul Christie / Dan Peyronel
3	Wolf at Your Door	4:05	Steve Buslowe / Leslie Aday
4	Keep Driving	3:30	Paul Christie / Paul Jacobs / M. Lee Aday
5	The Promised Land	2:44	Chuck Berry
6	You Never Can Be Too Sure About the Girl	4:28	Steven Buslowe / M. Lee Aday
7	Priscilla	3:33	Paul Jacobs / Sarah Durkee
8	Don't You Look at Me Like That	3:27	Marshall James Styler
9	If You Really Want To	3:38	Ted Neely / George Meyer
10	Fallen Angel	3:38	Dick Wagner

Vocals by Meat Loaf
Produced by Tom Dowd
Recorded by Tom Edmonds

Label	Cat.No.	F.	Y.	C.	Notes
Epic / Cleveland Int.	EPC 25243 2	LP	1983	UK	separate lyric sheet
Epic / Cleveland Int.	EPC 25243 2	LP	1983	NL	lyrics on innersleeve, promo sticker, 1981 biography
Epic / Cleveland Int.	EPC 450360 2	CD	199?	AT

RAZOR'S EDGE

Never callin', unanswered letters
How you been? Feelin' better?
Never lookin' but you're hearin'
Never speakin' but you're feelin'

All the silence and it's wounding
You're not healing, just concealing

Play the game
Play the game

Oh, brother to brother: all the blood runs red
Don't roll over, don't play dead
We're all livin on the razor's edge
Oh, brother to brother: all the blood runs ruby red
We're all victims of the razor's edge

All the rules don't mean a thing
They're wasted time, the mem'ries sting
Keep your image, plant that smile
Answer questions, don't let on

Make up stories, all put on
That's your life—oh—your life is gone

(play the game)
(play the game)

Oh, brother to brother: all the blood runs red
Don't roll over, don't play dead
We're all livin' on the razor's edge
Oh, brother to brother: all the blood runs ruby red
We're all victims of the razor's edge

You see you're losing yet you still try
The game just a'watches your life go by
You're playin' well
You're playin'—why?

Oooh, play the game...

You see you're losing yet you still try
The game just a'watches your life go by
You're playin' well
Oh you're playin' the game

Brother to brother: all the blood runs red
Don't roll over, don't play dead
We're all livin on the razor's edge
Oh, brother to brother: all the blood runs ruby red
We're all victims of the razor's edge....

RAZOR'S EDGE
Vocals: Meat Loaf
Guitars, Piano: Mark Doyle
Bass: Steve Buslowe
Drums: Max Weinberg
Background Vocals: Chuck Kirkpatrick, John Sambataro

MIDNIGHT AT THE LOST AND FOUND

Hey Ricky, now mine is empty, how about one for you?
We could sit it out together, seems tomorrow's overdue
Captain Video, done, went home, one pilot laid to rest
And dragon ladies talk than talk about who loves who, who loves best

Silver bullets in the jukebox
Spin another round
Everybody at the back of the line
It's midnight at the lost and found

Midnight at the lost and found
Lost souls in the hunting ground
Remedy for all your ills at the lost and found
Midnight at the lost and found
Midnight…

Have double, it's gettin' late, you'll get home, just rely on fate
Place just finally came alive, good ol' boys just arrived
Stools keep changin' faces and the night just slips away
And like a long distance love affair soon you've got to pay

Silver bullets in the jukebox
Spin another round
Everybody at the back of the line
It's midnight at the lost and found

Midnight at the lost and found
Lost souls in the hunting ground
Remedy for all your ills at the lost and found
Midnight at the lost and found
Midnight…

Hangin' on barely, hitch a ride away
Belly up and bury, boy, all the hurt you feel today, oh....

Hangin' on barely, hitch a ride away
Belly up and bury, boy, all the hurt you feel today

Silver bullets in the jukebox
Spin another round
Everybody get back in line
Last call for the lost and found

Midnight at the lost and found
Lost souls in the hunting ground
A remedy for all your ills at the lost and…

Midnight at the lost and found
Lost souls in the hunting ground
A remedy for all your ills at the lost and found

Midnight at the lost and found
Lost souls in the hunting ground
A remedy for all your ills at the lost and found
(midnight… at the lost and found....)
(midnight… at the lost and found....)
(midnight… at the lost and found....)
(midnight… at the lost and found....)
(repeat and fade)

MIDNIGHT AT THE LOST AND FOUND
Vocals: Meat Loaf
Guitars, Piano: Mark Doyle
Guitars: Rick Derringer
Bass: Steve Buslowe
Drums: Max Weinberg
Background Vocals: Chuck Kirkpatrick, John Sambataro

WOLF AT YOUR DOOR

Two AM with the lost and the lonely
Walkin' past the kids comin' back from the party
Smiles on their faces, you remember so well how it was

Nights in the back of that Buick
That you got runnin'
Your baby by your side told the whole world you're comin'

Work so hard to do what is right
Believed in what you're doin' but so many fights
Trusted too many, believed too much
Working your life to the bone

There's a wolf at your door—he wants your money, wants your soul
A wolf at your door—you give it all, he wants more
There's a wolf at your door—he says he's playing for keeps
Breathin' down your neck, boy it's sure hard to sleep with a wolf at your door

They'll take it away when you're not lookin'
Look you in the eyes tell you how good you're doin'
Smiles on their faces are lies to keep you from knowin'

You're not guilty, you are the victim
But you still pay for the crime
Don't look for trouble, it'll always find you in time

Work so hard to do what is right
Believed in what you're doin' but so many fights
Trusted too many, believed too much
Working your life to the bone

There's a wolf at your door—he says he's playing for keeps
Breathin' down your neck— boy it's sure hard to sleep with a wolf at your door

I won't be broken, I'll fight 'til I drop
Blood burnin' hot in my veins
But they won't be satisfied
Until they take everything....

Work so hard to do what is right
Believed in what you're doin' but so many fights
Trusted too many, relieved too much
Working your life to the bone

There's a wolf at your door—he wants your money, wants your soul
A wolf at your door—you give it all, he wants more
A wolf at your door—he says he's playing for keeps
Breathin' down your neck, boy it's sure hard to sleep

(wolf at your door—he wants your money, wants your soul)
(the wolf at your door....)

WOLF AT YOUR DOOR
Vocals: Meat Loaf
Guitars: Mark Doyle, Rick Derringer
Bass: Steve Buslowe
Piano: Paul Jacobs
Drums: Max Weinberg
Background Vocals: Chuck Kirkpatrick, John Sambataro

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KEEP DRIVING

Another New York waltz at 4 AM
In the canyons lost at night
Oh, the city is just a jail for me
Full of high rise prison walls

And I'm ridin' through this darkness
'Cause I know there's life within
And I'm searching through the shadows
Just to find that light again

Keep driving (keep driving)
Oh, let the meter run
Keep driving (keep driving)
Oh, the night's not really done
Keep driving

And I'm hanging on a memory
And I feel it in the air
I'm a prisoner of these lonely streets
But I know I'll find you there

And, oh Lord, you look so pretty
But you can see it in my eye
But just before my tear will fall
Oh, you smile and get inside

It seems so real
The light turns green
Don't wake me up, don't ruin this dream
Don't take me from my scene

Keep driving (keep driving)
Keep driving
Keep driving
Keep driving

I can't go home—don't take me home
I can't go all alone....

They don't tell you when the music stops
Or how the movie ends
It's too late once the feeling's gone
To back it up and start it all again?

And, oh Lord, you look so pretty
An' you can see it in my eye
And just before my tear will fall
Oh, you smile and get inside

(keep driving)
Keep driving, driving

I can't go home—don't take me home
I can't go all alone

(keep driving) Let the meter run
(keep driving) Don't take me home
(keep driving) Oh, the night's still young
(keep driving) I gotta find someone
(keep driving) I gotta find someone
(keep driving) I gotta find someone
(keep driving) I gotta find someone
(keep driving) Oh, find someone
(keep driving) I gotta find someone
(keep driving) Find someone
(keep driving) Find someone....
(keep driving)
(keep driving)
(keep driving....)

KEEP DRIVING
Vocals: Meat Loaf
Guitars, Bass, Piano, Background Vocals: Mark Doyle
Guitars: Rick Derringer, Tom Edmonds
Drums: Max Weinberg
Background Vocals: Chuck Kirkpatrick, John Sambataro

THE PROMISED LAND

I left my home in Norfolk, Virginia—California on my mind
I straddle that greyhound, rode him into Raleigh and on across Caroline
I had motortrouble that turned into a struggle halfway across Alabama
And that 'Hound broke down and left me all stranded in downtown Birmingham

Right away I bought me a thru-train ticket, ridin' across Mississppi clean
And I was the midnight flyer out of Biringham, smokin' into New Orleans
Sombody helped me get out of Louisiana, just to help me get to Houston Town
I have people there who care a little 'bout me and they won't let a poor boy down....

Sure as you're born, they bought me a silk suit and they put luggage in my hand
And I woke up high over Albuqueque on a jet to the Promised Land
Workin' on a T-bone steak I had a party flyin' over to the Golden State
When the pilot told us in thirteen minutes he would get us at the Terminal gate

Swing low, chariot, come down easy, taxi to the Terminal zone
Cut your engines and cool your wings and let me make it to the telephone
Los Angeles, give me Norfolk, Virginia—Tidewater 41009
Tell the folks back home this is the Promised Land callin' and the poor boy's on the line

THE PROMISED LAND
Vocals: Meat Loaf
Additional Vocals: Chuck Kirkpatrick, John Sambataro
Guitars, Additional Vocals: Mark Doyle
Bass: Steve Buslowe
Piano: Paul Jacobs
Drums: Max Weinberg

First released by Chuck Berry, 1964

YOU NEVER CAN BE TOO SURE ABOUT THE GIRL

You're sure of what your name is, you're sure of were ya live
You know how much you make, ah, you know how much you give
You know where your house is, you know which road to take
Ah, but you're sure 'bout lots of things, look out, there's one mistake

There just ain't no doubt:
There's just one thing you're never too sure about

You know about the truth, you can see it in her eyes
One thing ya know about love—it'll cut you down to size
You hear what they tell you, do you do what you're told?
And if they say yes, does it mean it's really so?

There just ain't no doubt:
There's just one thing you're never too sure about

You're ready for the thrill tonight
You think you'll take it slow
But she's forgotten more, boy, than you will ever know....

She calls you up in the middle of the night
She says she's lonesome, and alone
You all revved up, finally some place to go
You knock on that door—nobody's home

Never can be too sure about the girl
Oh, you can never be too sure about the girl
You leave her there, when you get back she calls ya Bill... when your name is Jack
Never can be too sure about that girl
Oh, you can never be too sure about the girl
She'll drive you crazy boy, oh, no no
Never can be too sure about the girl
Never too sure
Never too sure
Never too sure
Never too sure
Never too sure about that girl
Ah, you can never be too sure about the girl
Ah, you can never be too sure about the girl....

YOU NEVER CAN BE TOO SURE ABOUT THE GIRL
Vocals: Meat Loaf
Guitars: Mark Doyle, Rick Derringer
Bass: Steve Buslowe
Piano: Paul Jacobs
Drums: Max Weinberg
Background Vocals: Chuck Kirkpatrick, John Sambataro

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PRISCILLA

You like ridin' around with your big brother in your uncles custom van
You wanna bleach ya hair so bad but your mama don't understand
Hangin' around by the monument, dancin' to the radio
You got a memory even shorter than your dress but there's nothin' that you don't know

Priscilla
Priscilla—nearly sixteen but they tread you like a kid
Priscilla
Priscilla—they're gonna kill ya for what you did

Cuttin' class with a backstage pass and always skippin' lunch
Ya put your hand on the knees of the boys and daddy's Vodka in the punch
Learned how to jump-start your grandma's car, how to french inhale your Kools
And you know that breakin' hearts is easy as breakin' the rules

Priscilla
Priscilla—nearly sixteen but they tread you like a kid
Priscilla
Priscilla—they're gonna kill ya for what you did

You don't remember no revolution
You don't belong to no baby room
Just you and your headphones
Dreamin' in your pink bedroom....

Strong girls break the records and rich girls break their nails
Smart girls always know by heart what some girls always fail
Bad little girls grow up to be good and good girls finish last
But crazy girls don't care how they grow up—as long as they grow up fast

Priscilla
Priscilla—oh, you're nearly sixteen but they tread you like a kid
Priscilla
Oh priscilla—they're gonna kill ya for what you did

(priscilla)
Priscilla—oh, you're nearly sixteen but they tread you like a kid
(priscilla)
Oh priscilla—they're gonna kill ya for what you did

(priscilla)
Priscilla—(you're nearly sixteen but they tread you like a kid)
Oh, priscilla, oh
Oh priscilla—they're gonna kill ya for what you did

(priscilla)
Priscilla—oh, they tread you like a kid
(priscilla)
Oh priscilla....

PRISCILLA
Vocals: Meat Loaf
Guitars: Mark Doyle, Rick Derringer
Bass: Steve Buslowe, Rick Derringer
Drums: Max Weinberg
Background Vocals: Chuck Kirkpatrick, John Sambataro

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DON'T YOU LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT

Boy:
I still dream of you waking up, openin' your eyes
Like a little girl I once knew
Walking to the window, looking down on the street
Both: You walk with me and I walk with you

Girl: Well I thought it all over, it doesn't make any sence
Why did it fall apart when it seemed so innocent?
Both: You and I, we're like a light from a falling star
You can't go back, you can't run away fom your heart

Both:
Don't you look at me like that
'Cause I'll fall all over again
And I just can't hold on to your love anymore
Don't you look at me like that
'Cause I start all over again
And it just can't be like it was once before

Boy:
Don't stand there in the rain
Looking like some long lost angel....

Girl: You and I, we're like a light from a falling star
Both: You can't go back—you can't run away fom your heart

Boy:
Don't stand there in the rain
Looking like some long lost angel!
Girl: No, we're never gonna turn away our view!

Both:
Oh—don't you look at me like that
'Cause I'll fall all over again
And I just can't hold on to your love anymore
Don't you look at me like that
'Cause we'll start all over again
And it just can't be like it was once before

Don't you look at me like that
'Cause I'll fall all over again
And I just can't hold on to your love anymore
Don't you look at me like that
'Cause we'll start all over again....
(fade)

DON'T YOU LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT
Vocals: Meat Loaf
Female Vocals: Dale Krantz Rossington
Guitars: Mark Doyle, Rick Derringer, Gary Rossington
Bass: Steve Buslowe
Piano: Paul Jacobs
Drums: Max Weinberg
Background Vocals: Chuck Kirkpatrick, John Sambataro

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IF YOU REALLY WANT TO

You say, you're alone
And after all the changes you've been through today
You can use a little tenderness right now

OK, I've been alone
And I can understand the way you feel tonight
Maybe together we can change it all right now

I can tell by the look in your tear-filled eyes
You need somebody you can hold onto

If you really want to
I'd love to hold you
If you really want to
Then I'd love to be the body that you hold onto

You say, he broke you're heart
He left you crying but he did not set you free
And now you feel like you can never love again

OK, so let me know
It's up to you how long you let his memory stay…
And do you really want to carry on this way?

I can tell by the look in your tear-filled eyes
You need somebody you can hold onto

If you really want to
I'd love to hold you
If you really want to
Then I'd love to be the body that you hold onto
If you really want to
If you really want to
Then I really can't deny you

So many thing you need to know
So many left to say
But you mean more than words I know
I can help you chase the pain away....

I can tell by the look in your tear-filled eyes
You need somebody you can hold onto

If you really want to
If you really want to
If you really want to
Then I'd love to be the body that you hold onto
If you really want to
If you really want to
Then I really can't deny you

If you really want to
Oh, if you really want to
If you really want to
Then I'd love to be the body....
(fade)

IF YOU REALLY WANT TO
Vocals: Meat Loaf
Guitars, Piano, Synthesizers: Mark Doyle
Guitars: Rick Derringer
Bass: Steve Buslowe
Piano: Paul Jacobs
Synthesizer Programming: Dave Lebolt
Drums: Max Weinberg
Background Vocals: Chuck Kirkpatrick, John Sambataro

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FALLEN ANGEL

I took one look and something snapped inside
I said, I love your eyes
You took my heart, you took my breath away
I felt my temprature rise

You said you never loved a man this way
That it was heaven, you were here to stay

But now you're just another fallen angel
And I hope that the fall didn't do you no harm
And now you're just another fallen angel
Falling into somebody else's arms

I took one look and I was paralised
Was in paradise
I must admit that when I first laid eyes
You had me hypnotised

You said, I'm sorry but I don't say much
And I'm in heaven when I feel your touch

But now you're just another fallen angel
And I hope that the fall didn't do you no harm
And now you're just another fallen angel
Falling into somebody else's arms

Follow your own road baby
I'll be there when you need me
To love and comfort you
And what he's got ain't enough to keep you in the air

I'll be there....

I took one look and something snapped inside
I said I love your eyes
You took my heart, you took my breath away
I felt my temprature rise

You said you never loved a man this way
That it was heaven, you were here to stay

But now you're just another fallen angel
And I hope that the fall didn't do you no harm
And now you're just another fallen angel
Falling into somebody else's arms....

FALLEN ANGEL
Vocals: Meat Loaf
Guitars: Mark Doyle
Bass: Steve Buslowe
Piano: Paul Jacobs
Drums: Max Weinberg
Background Vocals: Chuck Kirkpatrick, John Sambataro, Meat Loaf

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See also

Meat Loaf - Midnight at the Lost and Found

RAZOR'S EDGE

MIDNIGHT AT THE LOST AND FOUND

WOLF AT YOUR DOOR

KEEP DRIVING

THE PROMISED LAND

YOU NEVER CAN BE TOO SURE ABOUT THE GIRL

PRISCILLA

DON'T YOU LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT

IF YOU REALLY WANT TO

FALLEN ANGEL