for those about to rock - we salute you 'cause metal rules our silent lives but romantic fools we are we love to do it faster and harder evil words we want to preach but no one listens down the beach our sound is catchy girls call it sexy we who like the noise just have no choice we switch on the machines we go for the noise we use drugs and other stuff but in the end we have no choice our music should be a nightmare's tune but lovers go and buy our stuff even we just can't get enough