I play tag in the auto graveyard
I looked up at the radio tower
Ranted by the railroad tracks
Concrete poured over steel grids
Bothered my fate while I built an interstate
I'm a bird
Product of America
From the malls to the prisons
Cold metal
When I start my van
Cold metal
In my garbage can
Cold metal
Gets in my foot
And my attitude
Yeah
Uh-huh
Through my hide
In a home-mobile
Heard a song called
Derivalry
Truckers, trailers, tractors
Caught me workin'
This is the song of my heritage
From the band to the brutal
Oh, this is the song of my heritage



Cold metal, that's what it be
Cold metal, from sea to sea
Cold metal, it's how we win
And also how we sing
How we sing, how we sing, how we sing, how we sing
Cold metal, in the afternoon
Signs lovely, like a Hendrix tune
Cold metal, it's the father of beat
The mother of the stream
Cold metal, it rolls on my
Cold metal
Cold metal, it's how we win
On a razor high
Cold metal, in an even fly
Rust buckets in the sky
Cold metal, got to be
Skeleton of the free
Cold metal, it's got to be
Better save a tree
Save a tree, save a tree, save a tree, save a tree
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