Last night I went to a party
It was a heavy metal party
Everybody had poofy hairdos
Sporting big white Adidas sneakers
But everybody was having a good time
Everybody was gettin' wasted
And then this guy came in the room
Looking like the ghost of Cliff Burton
He was a headbanger
He whipped his head around so fast
He gave himself a concussion
Dude, you better slow down
Before you break your neck
You know that shit can't be good for your brain
Holy shit, man, I can't take it
Just the sight of it was making me dizzy
Someone asked if I was in the Kiss Army
And I said, "What the fuck are you talking about?"
Everybody was having a good time
They were riding the Banzai pipeline
And then this guy took off his denim jacket
And his shirt said "Bark At the Moon"
He was a headbanger
He whipped his head around so fast
He gave himself a concussion
Dude, you better slow down
You're giving me a fuckin' headache
You know that shit can't be good for your brain
(Headbanger)
Yeah, you know that shit can't be good for your brain
(Headbanger)
Yeah, you know that shit can't be good for your brain
(Headbanger)
Yeah, you know that shit can't be good for your brain
(Headbanger)
Yeah, you know that shit can't be good for your brain
