Heavy Metal

I've got heavy metal poisoning
it's rotting my brain
Tipper Gore is chasing me
in my dreams again

Motley Crue took me out to the strip club
Lars from Metalica caught me on Napster
I drowned in Brett Michael's hot tub
stole Slash's stratcaster

my mom called up an excorcist
I can't say that I complained
kinda like when I slit my wrist
last Monday when it rained

they think the devil's got me
in his ultra-evil grip
they think that I am crazy
they're such a fuckin' trip!

rock-n-roll is in my veins
to my parent's fright
grab the whips and grab the chains
we'll party hard tonight

Satan has decided to crash
no one really asked him to
"I am the Master of this bash!
Move over, or I'll sit on you"

What more could a young boy
want than this "sympathy for the devil"
I turned around and to my joy
they were roasting Aaron Neville

Death to soft rock, folk and disco
long live rock and roll
this heavy metal show
had taken its toll