Meat and Potatoes Metal
Jacket in her hand, a lonely girl
Yellow stitches on her boots, you know you want to try
Going dancing, getting hurt
Leave your seat, you want to watch her come alive
She's looking like a loaded gun
Turning her back on everyone
They're playing meat-and-potatoes metal
When I need Danzig to put things right
'Cause she's out there on the dancefloor, tonight
"Come with me," she said it first
She had reasons, now those reasons will be left behind
When she's going through her purse
You can't help but wonder what she's going to find
Feeling like a loaded gun
I turn my back on everyone
They're playing meat-and-potatoes metal
When I need Slayer to make things right
'Cause she's out there on the dancefloor, tonight
Boots
Boots on the dancefloor under those revolving lights
Boots on the dancefloor, her boots on the dancefloor, tonight
Think I'm in love with a lonely girl
Holding her jacket while she kicks a bottle through the room
I don't believe in much, but I believe in her
When she can't find the words, and she can't find the words
Looking like loaded gun
Growing a Mohawk just for fun
They're playing meat-and-potatoes metal
When only Mayhem can make things right
'Cause she's out there on the dancefloor, tonight
Closers tend to linger
But this one just stops
And there is no one on the dancefloor but us
Boots
Boots on the dancefloor under those revolving lights
Boots on the dancefloor, her boots on the dancefloor, tonight
Yellow stitches on her boots, you know you want to try
Going dancing, getting hurt
Leave your seat, you want to watch her come alive
She's looking like a loaded gun
Turning her back on everyone
They're playing meat-and-potatoes metal
When I need Danzig to put things right
'Cause she's out there on the dancefloor, tonight
"Come with me," she said it first
She had reasons, now those reasons will be left behind
When she's going through her purse
You can't help but wonder what she's going to find
Feeling like a loaded gun
I turn my back on everyone
They're playing meat-and-potatoes metal
When I need Slayer to make things right
'Cause she's out there on the dancefloor, tonight
Boots
Boots on the dancefloor under those revolving lights
Boots on the dancefloor, her boots on the dancefloor, tonight
Think I'm in love with a lonely girl
Holding her jacket while she kicks a bottle through the room
I don't believe in much, but I believe in her
When she can't find the words, and she can't find the words
Looking like loaded gun
Growing a Mohawk just for fun
They're playing meat-and-potatoes metal
When only Mayhem can make things right
'Cause she's out there on the dancefloor, tonight
Closers tend to linger
But this one just stops
And there is no one on the dancefloor but us
Boots
Boots on the dancefloor under those revolving lights
Boots on the dancefloor, her boots on the dancefloor, tonight
Credits
Writer(s): Paal Angelskaar, Roar Nilsen, Jacob Tobias Krogvold
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