Kurt Cobain is gone but I'm back 
Wearing leather pants and a backwards hat 
Guitars slung low 
Where the down boys go 
The night trains back so on with the show 
I'm Metal Health 
And dressed to thrill 
I'm an SMF with the looks that kill 
I rocked and rolled, n' long hair is back 
And I grew up, singing [bad word]  And Back, in Black 
I'm going back to eighty-nine 
I went Platinum zero times
You're in the jungle sweet child o'mine 
I want another piece of that cherry pie

They call 'em hairbands 
Leather jacket in black 
Throw your hands in the air 
Yeah we're bringing it back 
N' Say (Shout, Shout) At the Devil again 
And Say (Shout, Shout) At the Devil my friend 
So Say (Shout, Shout) never letting it end and say
(Shout, Shout, Shout, Shout) yeah…(Bad Medicine)

I like Old Van Halen and Hanoi Rocks 
Black n' Blue and Britny Fox 
Guns n' Roses, Motley [bad word] 
When Def Leppard rocked and Skid [bad word] 
Yeah, Ratt went round n' round 
Rocking out in Boston, get loud in Chi-town 
Vandenberg, Priest, Dok-ken, Kix 
Throwing Faster Pussycat in the mix (P-P-P-P-P-Pussycat) 
Give me L.A. Guns & The Dangerous Toys 
Quiet Riot, Bang Tango & Bullet Boys 
Love Johnny Crash [bad word] bands are trash 
I like C.C. DeVille, Mick Mars, and Slash

Yeah, I saw your [bad word] band, staring at your shoes
on stage, wearing that dirty flannel shirt, 
when you gonna learn dirtball, you just can't f**k
with Twisted Sister. 
"What are you going to do with your life"?

I'm an American hairband 
Watch me rock 
You can raise your hands 
Or you can suck my c**k 
Heavy Metal God
I'm a Pin-up boy 
I'm the singer from Tuff not Pretty Boy Floyd 
Super loud and Super wild 
Sebastian Bach is youth gone wild 
Diamond Dave and Nikki Sixx 
I wanna see Tommy Lee back spinning those sticks 
Up all night, gonna sleep all day 
I love girls, girls, girls and I love L.A. 
I won't waste my breath, but here's a clue 
Give Pearl Jam & Eddie a big f**k you 
Who cares about Weezer and the Screeming Trees 
When we got White Lion 
And of course the Sleeze Beez 
If you wanna rock n' roll then read my lips 
Let's shout it out loud 
For a band named KISS

They call 'em hairbands 
Wearing leather and black 
So throw your hands in the air 
Now we're bringing it back 
N' Say (Shout, Shout) At the Devil again 
And Say