Meat and Potatoes Metal

Jacket in her hand, a lonely girl Yellow stitches on her boots, you know you want to try Going dancing, getting hurt Leave your seat, you want to watch her come alive She's looking like a loaded gun Turning her back on everyone They're playing meat-and-potatoes metal When I need Danzig to put things right 'Cause she's out there on the dancefloor, tonight "Come with me," she said it first She had reasons, now those reasons will be left behind When she's going through her purse You can't help but wonder what she's going to find Feeling like a loaded gun I turn my back on everyone They're playing meat-and-potatoes metal When I need Slayer to make things right 'Cause she's out there on the dancefloor, tonight Boots Boots on the dancefloor under those revolving lights Boots on the dancefloor, her boots on the dancefloor, tonight Think I'm in love with a lonely girl Holding her jacket while she kicks a bottle through the room I don't believe in much, but I believe in her When she can't find the words, and she can't find the words Looking like loaded gun Growing a Mohawk just for fun They're playing meat-and-potatoes metal When only Mayhem can make things right 'Cause she's out there on the dancefloor, tonight Closers tend to linger But this one just stops And there is no one on the dancefloor but us Boots Boots on the dancefloor under those revolving lights Boots on the dancefloor, her boots on the dancefloor, tonight