| Late at night, all systems go, you’ve come to see the show
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| We do our best, you’re the rest, you make it real, you know
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| There’s a feeling deep inside that drives you fucking mad
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| A feeling of a hammerhead, you need it, oh, so bad
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| Adrenaline starts to flow
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| You’re thrashing all around
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| Acting like a maniac
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| Whiplash!
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| Bang your head against the stage like you never did before
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| Make it ring, make it bleed, make it really sore
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| In a frenzied madness with your leathers and your spikes
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| Heads are bobbing around, it’s hot as hell tonight
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| Adrenaline starts to flow
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| You’re thrashing all around
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| Acting like a maniac
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| Whiplash!
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| Here on stage, the Marshall noise is piercing through your ears
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| It kicks your ass, kicks your face, exploding feeling nears
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| Now’s the time to let it rip, to let it fucking loose
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| We’re gathered here to maim and kill, cause this is what we choose
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| Adrenaline starts to flow
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| You’re thrashing all around
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| Acting like a maniac
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| Whiplash!
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| Here we go!
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| The show is through, the metal’s gone, it’s time to hit the road
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| Another town, another gig, again we will explode
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| Hotel rooms and motorways, life out here is raw
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| But we’ll never stop, we’ll never quit, 'cause we’re Metallica
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| Adrenaline starts to flow
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| You’re thrashing all around
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| Acting like a maniac |