Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song A Song for the Metalheads, artist - Butch Walker. Album song Sycamore Meadows, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 16.08.2010
Record label: INgrooves
Song language: English
A Song for the Metalheads |
Press the tape recorder, let’s get this all down real fast |
Before the insignificant thought goes by |
There’s one more slow song left to write for the record |
To make all the metalheads cry |
I throw rocks but not rocking, stand there just mocking |
With hands in their armpits that they’ll later smell |
When you live in the past, there’s one thing that will last |
Is resentment that time won’t sit still |
The record business is fucked, it’s kinda funny |
It’ll separate a boy from a man |
You can buy every copy of your record with your money |
But you’d be your only fan |
If it’s one thing my father said when he was younger |
To a kid with a mullet that looked like his son |
To want and to try is the difference why |
Some people will walk and some run (Thank you Dad) |
Sharpen up all your pencils, cause class will come early |
There’s so much you thought that you knew |
While the B-List celebrities all pay for their fame |
They’ll soak up what’s left of the pool |
While a kid in the corner becomes a savant |
No one will care till he’s dead |
Or he falls from his grace with it all over the place |
And a piece of it stuck in his head |