Been weeks I been living and your smiles Are giving me all types of treble Weak knees I been given and those nights Are making me star-struck and metal
Stay free Don’t go Cuz we don’t need no Try to be living as your vice And can you be my type?
Cuz we need to be given a good life And can I be your type of metal? Stay free Don’t go Cuz we don’t need no shows
Cuz we don’t need no shows Cuz we don’t need no shows
Pay for the devil a plug to a pedal I’m your type Weak knees from the level I’m sick from the treble I’m your type of metal
Weak knees don’t go Cuz we don’t need no shows
She’s sweet as battery, man I got nothin' You kiss an enemy’s hands, I got nothing We got an animal band and that’s something It’s not love if it’s just fucking
