Hey Dude

Hey, dude, it's true, not sad

Take a thrash song and make it better

Remember! That metal is in your heart

Then you can start to be a fretter

Hey, dude, don't be fuckin' 'fraid

You were made to go be a shreader

The minute you let us under your skin

Then you'll begin to be a fretter

So crank your amp and deal the pain

Hey, dude, you're fuckin' insane!

The rivers run red with blood of poseurs

And don't you know that he's the fool

Who plays it cool

But needs for his beer to be much colder

Hey, dude-nevah turn it down!

You must pound her, I mean Kip Winger

New wave of British heavy metal is in your heart

And you can start with Diamond Headers

So let it out! Let it in!

Hey, dude, begin

Don't wait for the Eye of the Beholder

You'll never know when bells toll for you

Hey, dude, you'll do

Just sling that flying V 'cross your shoulder

Hey, dude, it's true, not sad

Take a thrash song and make it better

Admit it! Beatallica's under your skin!

So now begin to be a shreader