Metal! Metal! It's not like bricks or air But it's one of the 127 known or unknown elements And it's twice heavier than a flower's petal Metal! Metal! It's heavy and I'm out of motion With my head stuck inside the waste bin I'm going on a spare! And when I get home after a good night out When I let my nose cover the road It's straight onto my kettle! Metal! Metal! But it makes the clothes feel well And I'm not very much right for the trousers that I bought When I'm in the country and I want to stomp And I invariably stink like a farm place Stingy Metal! I like Metal! Metal! Metal! It's in all shapes and sizes And my girlfriend likes it When I give it to her and it eats her In even finer petals! Metal! Metal! I'm on it when I'm full of surprises But I'm even more when I'm drunk or angry And my old girlfriend asks for some more petrol! Metal! Metal! Transmuting the gate that arises And when I'm drunk and I'm lost in a cellar I just hope I get time to let it settle! I like Metal! I like Metal!
