Me and you, we got a true connection
I knew it when I saw your record collection
You had Sabbath and Priest and Number of the Beast
It was heavy metal perfection
Then you went south of heaven
And my love went to eleven
When you
Bang your little head
Bang your little head
Bang your little head
You and me, we'll never lose the magic
Running free in ecstasy in chains and leather jackets
Shaking off our clothes on the grave where rock n' roll was buried
Making out you make me shout in the back of the cemetery
When you
Bang your little head
Bang your little head
Bang your little head
Bang your little head
Bang your little head
Bang your little head