danistrulytheman

I'm STILL a self confessing, self professing know-it-all, or so I think!


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Headbangers in leather

Sparks flyin’ in the dead of the night
It all comes together
When they turn out the lights

50,000 watts of power
And it’s pushin’ overload
The beast is ready to devour
All the metal they can hold

Desperation on a red line
Call it heavy metal noise

Tight pants and lipstick

She’s riding on a razor’s edge
She holds her own against the boys
Cuts through the crowd just like a wedge
Ohh, can you feel the static
So many contacts being made
We’ve got up front fanatics
Tearing down the barricade
To reach the stage
Can you feel the rage