"22 Acacia Avenue" as written by Stephen Percy Harris and Adrian Frederick Smith....
If you're feeling down depressed and lonely
I know a place where we can go
22 Acacia Avenue
Meet a lady that I know
So if you're looking for a good time
And you're prepared to pay the price
Fifteen quid is all she asks for
Everybody's got their vice
If you're waiting for a long time
For the rest to do their piece
You can tell her that you know me
And you might even get it free
So any time you're down the East End
Don't you hesitate to go
You can take my honest word for it
She'll teach you more than you can know
Charlotte can't you get out from all this madness
Can't you see it only brings you sadness
When you entertain your men don't know the risk of getting disease
Some day when you're reaching the age of forty
I bet you'll regret the days when you were laying
Nobody then will want to know
You won't have any beautiful wares to show any more
22, the avenue
That's the place where we all go
You will find it's warm inside the red light's burning bright tonight
Charlotte isn't it time you stopped this mad life
Don't you ever think about the bad times
Why do you have to live this way
Do you enjoy your lay or is it the pay
Sometimes when your strolling down the avenue
The way you walk it make men think of having you
When you're walking down the street
Everybody stops and turns to stare at you
22, the avenue
That's the place where we all go
You will find it's warm inside the red light's burning bright tonight
Beat her mistreat her do anything that you please
Bite her excite her make her get down on her knees
Abuse her misuse her she can take all that you've got
Caress her molest her she always does what you want
You're running away don't you know what you're doing
Can't you see it'll lead you to ruin
Charlotte you've taken your life and you've thrown it away
You believe that because what you're earning
Your life's good don't you know that you're hurting
All the people that love you don't cast them aside
All the men that are constantly drooling
It's no life for you stop all that screwing
You're packing your bags and you're coming with me
I know a place where we can go
22 Acacia Avenue
Meet a lady that I know
So if you're looking for a good time
And you're prepared to pay the price
Fifteen quid is all she asks for
Everybody's got their vice
If you're waiting for a long time
For the rest to do their piece
You can tell her that you know me
And you might even get it free
So any time you're down the East End
Don't you hesitate to go
You can take my honest word for it
She'll teach you more than you can know
Charlotte can't you get out from all this madness
Can't you see it only brings you sadness
When you entertain your men don't know the risk of getting disease
Some day when you're reaching the age of forty
I bet you'll regret the days when you were laying
Nobody then will want to know
You won't have any beautiful wares to show any more
22, the avenue
That's the place where we all go
You will find it's warm inside the red light's burning bright tonight
Charlotte isn't it time you stopped this mad life
Don't you ever think about the bad times
Why do you have to live this way
Do you enjoy your lay or is it the pay
Sometimes when your strolling down the avenue
The way you walk it make men think of having you
When you're walking down the street
Everybody stops and turns to stare at you
22, the avenue
That's the place where we all go
You will find it's warm inside the red light's burning bright tonight
Beat her mistreat her do anything that you please
Bite her excite her make her get down on her knees
Abuse her misuse her she can take all that you've got
Caress her molest her she always does what you want
You're running away don't you know what you're doing
Can't you see it'll lead you to ruin
Charlotte you've taken your life and you've thrown it away
You believe that because what you're earning
Your life's good don't you know that you're hurting
All the people that love you don't cast them aside
All the men that are constantly drooling
It's no life for you stop all that screwing
You're packing your bags and you're coming with me
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As for the 22 Acacia Avenue lyrics, they are not gay or depressing, the song is just not as memorable as Run To The Hills or Hallowed Be Thy Name. And by the way, Dickinson's voice is one of the best ever so dont make fun of it.
para2= tells you shes no ordinary prostitute, (leave the rest to your imagination!)
para3= its saying to charlotte "you hate what you do, so why do it, you could get AIDS"
para4= saying to charlotte "by the time your forty, you will be hated or disgusted by everyone, no-one will see your a good person"
para5= saying to charlotte "why are you a prostitute! is it worth it!
para6= saying to charlotte "everyone stares at you in disgust, is that what you want?"
para7= saying to everyone "she might be a prostitute, but she takes far worse things than what you think, shes a tough ol girl"
para8= saying to charlotte "this life will destroy you, you can still turn back because people still care for you, your ganna a plaything for the rest of your life, so you coming with me to start over"
its a great song about the dark side of prostitution, (like theres any light), its using charlotte as a symbol to people saying "you think that all prostitutes love what they are doing, well actually they hate it and it ruins them, so dont see them as sick people but victims" because thats what all prostition is like.
to all the above comments, 22 acacia avenue is a great song (its on live after death, no crap songs are played live), blaze bayley did really well, in order of best maiden singers its- Bruce then Dianno then Blaze, and besides the only REALLY bad album of maidens is virtual xi but x-factor is great.
P.S= heavy metal is not satanic!!
This is obviously about Charlotte the Harlot (and songs after this to come) and about how she stops her prostitution...I believe - basically the song, the person telling the story (I imagine it as Bruce always, which makes me have a bit of a laugh!) of Charlotte is telling her it's not worth it to be a prostitute because of the diseases she could get (STDs) and how people would look at her and think low of her...you know...that's the basic overall gist.
Great song...I love it.
That's just like saying in the album Master of Puppets, (A MASTERPIECE) the weakest song is Leper Messiah. Doesn't mean is bad. It's a great song. The reason why it's the weakest is because the way Bruce sings it. Not the best job he did, but I do like that it is a continuation of Charlotte the Harlot. And I don;t think that Gangland is the weakest song. It ranks up there with Invaders, The Prisoner, The Number of the Beast, and Run to the Hills. And Total Eclipse.
The song is obviously about a prostitute. It doesn't take the smartest person alive (me) to figure that out.