STEEL PANTHER, CACHONDEO METAL

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Appetite for destruction
Blowing us all away
Poison looking so damned good
I wondered if I was gay
Whitesnake making us bang our heads
In the still of the frickin night
Coverdale banging Tawnie Kitane
And the world all felt just right

1987 I never wanna leave you
when you told me I was in my prime
Why didn't I believe you?
And the music scene will never be the same
But I didn't realize that things could get this Lame

Dokken and Lynch were young and hot
They were warriors in a
I couldn't understand the Loudness dude
But man that guy could scream

Ozzy was on the Crazy Train
biting heads off bats
It was long before the Youtube Trolls
And this bullshit snappy chats

1987 You're always gonna be the best
Like Fresh Columbian cocaine
Off a 19 year old breast
And the kids these days will never understand
What's it's like to play an instrument
And be in a band

Growing out our hair
Gettin high with girls
Cranking Scorpions and Priest
Everyone in leather
There never was a doubt
in any of our minds that pretty soon
Dave and Eddie
were getting back together

1987 where did we go astray?
Back then the friends we had were real
And we saw em every day
And no one once got canceled for the things that they say

1987 will forever be the year
When guys wore more lipstick than girls
And no one seemed to care
And the music that we worshipped will live on
Even after all our heavy metal heroes are gone

Interesante conversación entre Justin y Michael.

America's Got Talent

"Death To All But Metal" — New Lyrics for America's Got Talent

Throw the Goo Goo Dolls
Off Niagra Falls
They look like the dorks that hang out at the mall
Eminem can shove it
So can Doja Cat
Every note they sing is either sharp or flat

Think we’re gonna lose, then you’re smoking crack
Everybody shout “heavy metal’s back!”

Death to all but metal
Death to all but metal

Death to Papa Roach, Blink-182
All those little pansies sound like doggy doo
Wearing baggy pants, spiking out their hair
They’re not worth the crust on my underwear

Where is Def Leppard?
Where is Motley Crue?
Why do all my lyrics sound like Dr. Seuss?

Death to All but Metal
Death to All but Metal

Kill those those stupid lunkheads
Who program MTV
They can kiss my ass with all the record companies

Death to Harry Styles, he makes me wanna cry
Adele and Lady Gaga, they both gotta die
Death to Justin Bieber
Death to Post Malone
Nails on a chalkboard makes a better tone

50 Cent is over, so is Kanye West
The science is in, heavy metal’s the best

Death to all but metal