I’ve only walked out on one single movie   It was an action adventure   It was a blood-sucking summer   The posters in the lobby of the theater called it Predator   I called it weak and unwatchable   Carl Withers and two future governors   You know, that’s really unacceptable   We gotta stop falling for these double speakers   From these double features   We gotta keep ‘em in the theaters      So put your head up to the speakers   This is what it’s like to stop talking and finally hear me   I’m concerned   You itchin’ to burn   I know you’re dyin’ to know, homie   And I’m ready to listen and learn   So put your head up to the headphones   This is what it’s like to drown out the psychos   I’m concerned   You itchin’ to burn   I know you’re dyin’ to do it, homie   But you gotta see how it’s done      So put your gun in the shoebox   Put the box in the back of your closet and close the door   Between the kegs and the Maiden CD    I think this party's got about as much heavy metal as it's gonna need   So put your head up to those speakers   This is what it's like to stop talking and finally hear me   We ain't got time to bleed    We hit the highways and skating on thin ice   The safety’s in speed      You ever feel like you're being tricked    Tricked-out, dipped, dicked around with, or flat out lied to?   Welcome to Hollywood, DC   Where Reagan youth grew up cowboys off Ronnie's westerns   That shoot ‘em up and steal the bucks   Tell ‘em what's live and giddy-up    Yeah, off into the sunset   Years later, we watched the Running Man and two of ‘em ran and won    Too star-struck to stick with the plan, huh?      I should’ve switched to Marlboros   Them cowboy killers   ’Cause cowboys are killing Camel Lights.   Some mustached punk, that evil Jafar,   But for a middle eastern guy,    I think Aladdin looked kinda white   We open wide and catch a bite of villain image   We swallow it and feed it to the kids if the song's alright.   It’s just the way it be, eyes wide    Shut up and sit down   Put your hands up for your turn to speak      So put your head up to the speakers   This is what it’s like to stop talking and finally hear me   I’m concerned   You itchin’ to burn   I know you’re dyin’ to know, homie   And I’m ready to listen and learn   So put your head up to the headphones   This is what it’s like to drown out the psychos   I’m concerned   You itchin’ to burn   I know you’re dyin’ to do it, homie   But you gotta see how it’s done      So put your gun in the shoebox   Put the box in the back of your closet and close the door   Between the kegs and the Maiden CD    I think this party's got about as much heavy metal as it's gonna need   So put your head up to those speakers   This is what it's like to stop talking and finally hear me   We ain't got time to bleed    We hit the highways and skating on thin ice   The safety’s in speed      I’ve got my Nikon   Let’s get our Knife on   And get a couple snapshots of a bad move   I’ve got my Nikon   Let’s get our Knife on   And get a couple snapshots of a bad move   I’ve got my Nikon   Let’s get our Knife on   And get a couple snapshots of a bad move   I’ve got my Nikon   Let’s get our Knife on   And get a couple snapshots of a bad move   I’ve got my Nikon   Let’s get our Knife on   And get a couple snapshots of a bad move   I’ve got my Nikon   Let’s get our Knife on   And get a couple snapshots of a bad move      Just the light on   ’Cause I forgot the flash   I want these proofs to prove what not to do