The Metal Song (song)

Name	The Metal Song
Album/single	The General Electric
Length	4.23
Alternative titles
First live performance
Recorded	1999
Writer/composer	Shihad
Producer	GGGarth

Lyrics

Well sometimes I burn like a paper doll
But mostly, the thing I like doing 
Is doing nothing at all
You're right, I'm going nowhere
I got nowhere to go
The super-colour nightmare's got something of a hold

So we're slaves of destiny now, are we?
And it's always such an effort to believe
In what you want to be
Believe in what you want to be

I take a leather pouch when I go out
There's no money in it
But boredom hits the most where it counts
I've had my limit
Well we will rise again 
And boredom ain't my friend

Don't turn your back
Now don't you be no slack jack
Don't turn your back
Don't you be slack
Now don't you be no slack jack 
And don't turn your back

So we're slaves of destiny now, are we?
That's why it's always such an effort to see
That in a young country
We're free to be what we want to be
Ditch the distractions
Ditch the distractions
To create a reaction
Create a reaction
Create a reaction

Don't turn your back
Now don't you be no slack jack
Don't turn your back
Don't you be slack
Now don't you be no slack jack 
And don't turn your back
Don't turn your back
Now don't you be no slack jack
Don't turn your back
Don't you be slack
Now don't you be no slack jack 
And don't turn your back

So we're slaves of destiny now, are we?
When it's always such an effort to believe
In what you wanna be
Believe in what you want to be
I'll be what you want to be
I'll be what you want to be