Meat Loaf and John Parr — Rock N’ Roll Mercenaries

A	Rock N’ Roll Mercenaries (exploded version)	10:11	Micheal Emmig / Alan Hodge
B1	Rock N’ Roll Mercenaries (dub version)	5:34	Micheal Emmig / Alan Hodge
B2	R.P.M.	3:45	Meat Loaf / John Golden

Produced by Frank Farian
Taken from the forthcoming LP/Cassette/CD "Blind Before I Stop"

Label	Arista	Cat.No.	608 458	Format	12″	Year	1986	Country	DE

Meat Loaf and John Parr — Rock N’ Roll Mercenaries

A	Rock N’ Roll Mercenaries (exploded version)	?:??	Micheal Emmig / Alan Hodge
B	R.P.M.	3:45	Meat Loaf / John Golden

Produced by Frank Farian

Label	Arista	Cat.No.	ARIST 666XP	Format	7″ PD	Year	1986	Country	UK	Notes	Union Jack guitar shaped picture disc

Meat Loaf and John Parr — Rock N’ Roll Mercenaries

A	Rock N’ Roll Mercenaries	5:00	Micheal Emmig / Alan Hodge
B	R.P.M.	3:45	Meat Loaf / John Golden

SIDE A
Produced by Frank Farian
Taken from the forthcoming LP/Cassette/CD "Blind Before I Stop"
SIDE B
Produced by Frank Farian

Label	Arista	Cat.No.	ARIST 666	Format	7″	Year	1986	Country	UK

Rock ‘n’ Roll Mercenaries

(talking)
(talking)
(talking)
(talking—wealth)
(talking—money)
(talking—power)
(talking—horses)
(talking—fun)
(talking—self)
(talking—power)
(talking—diamonds)
(talking—ego)
(talking—man)
(talking—wealth)

(talking—power)
(talking—power)
(talking—power)
(talking—power)
(repeats)

Money is power—power is fame

Meat: Hmmm, talking about Rock ‘n’ Roll Mercenaries
Soldiers of fortune by some other name
John: I’m talking about Rock ‘n’ Roll Mercenaries
Money is power—and power is fame

Meat:Everything you pay to hear
John:Just listen
Meat:Everything to catch your ear
John:Just listen

John: Whatever it takes, they’re ready to sell
Anything and everything—they do it themselves

Meat: Hmmm, talking about Rock ‘n’ Roll Mercenaries
Soldiers of fortune by some other name
John: I’m talking about Rock ‘n’ Roll Mercenaries
Money is power—and power is fame

John: Young are the victims so easily swayed
Meat: By subliminal poison, all continuous placed
Both: Our conscience is a load, so heavy to carry
For a Rock ‘n’ Roll Mercenary

Meat: Talking about Rock ‘n’ Roll Mercenaries
Soldiers of fortune by some other name
John: I’m talking about Rock ‘n’ Roll Mercenaries
Money is power—and power is fame

(talkin’… talkin’…)
(talkin’… talkin’…)
(talkin’… talkin’…)
(talkin’… talkin’…)
(repeats)

John: It starts with a game, see how they play
‘Til all of the laughter is faded away
Meat: Ooh, it’s not for the song, it’s not for the love
It’s just for the gold and there is never enough
John:Never enough

Frank: Talking about Rock ‘n’ Roll Mercenaries
Soldiers of fortune by some other name
Meat: Oh I’m talking about Rock ‘n’ Roll Mercenaries
Money is power—and power is fame

Meat:It’s not for the song
John:It’s not for the love
Meat:It’s just for the gold
John:It is never enough

Meat: Oh I’m talking about (Rock ‘n’ Roll Mercenaries)
Soldiers of fortune by some other name
John: I’m talking about Rock ‘n’ Roll Mercenaries
Money is power—and power is fame, yeah yeah, oo-ooh oh….

(Rock ‘n’ Roll Mercenaries)
John:Yeaaah… haha

(talkin’… talkin’…)
(talkin’… talkin’…)
(talkin’… talkin’…)
(talkin’… talkin’…)
(repeats out)

Meat: Rock ‘n’ Roll Mercenaries
Oh, I’m talking about
John: Talkin’ bout
Hey hey....
(fade)

Written by Michael Dan Emmig / Alan Hodge
Published by Chappell Music Ltd.
Produced by Frank Farian

R.P.M.

Seven o‘clock and the sun creepin’ in, oh
Open my eyes, time to go again
Video playing my favorite song
One hit makes me feel like I always belong

Time to connect, you know I gotta move
Running out of time, it’s kinda hit me in the groove
When it rushes through me like fires off the wind
When I see it I wanna hear it again

Revolution per minute…
I know exactly what you’re trying to say
Revolution per minute…
When I hear it, turn it up all the way
Revolution per minute…
Just let it take me so far away
Revolution per minute…
You know there’s power in the radio waves
You know there’s power in the radio waves
You know there’s power in… radio waves

Got the feeling, so young and strong
Hit the road, turn it up and I’m gone
Keep getting me farther and farther from home
Never really seem to find myself all alone

Time to connect, you know I gotta move
Running out of time, it’s kinda hit me in the groove
When it rushes through me like fires off the wind
When I see it I wanna hear it again

Got me tied down with a ball and chain
Losing my mind, gonna go insane
Goin’ up in a room that’s made of stone
So the people next door tend to leave me alone

And all these feelings that I never lose
And all those moments when my dreams come through
You know it rushes through me like fires off the wind
When I see it I wanna hear it again….

Revolution per minute…
I know exactly what you’re trying to say
Revolution per minute…
When I hear it, turn it up all the way
Revolution per minute…
Revolution per minute.........