Песня «Headbanging Man»
исполнителя The Fratellis.
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Dressed in leather, dressed in chains

Full of aggression, full of pains

Stage is open, light comes up

Metal kids go mad

Count down is on for the band

Drunken women, drunken men

Show their hands for fucking arse

They bang their heads

He’s a man, he’s a kid

Wanna bang with you

Headbanging man

He’s man, he’s a kid

Wanna bang with you

Headbanging man

Metal music blows your heads

And metal maniacs bang to death

The air roars like a machine gun

Banging devils on the run

The show is over, kids are gone

And fucking people lay alone

Drun too much, they’re falling down

It’s a headbanging crown

He’s a man, he’s a kid

Wanna bang with you

Headbanging man

He’s a man, he’s a kid

Wanna bang with you

Headbanging with you

Headbanging man

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