Testo di Born to Play on 10

They tell us to play short songs and get nice looking hair But we spit on their graves – our band’s still there Stripes on a false tiger might wash away But a band of brothers is here to stay Occult Magic Might shine, we stand unabowed! We’re still playing Heavy Metal – loud and proud! They say they invoke demons – their spells are lullabies! True warriors bow to none – ignore their cries! Born! Born! Born to play on Ten! A false prophet leads you and he will blind your eyes But he’ll betray you and you’ll have to play the price We crawled on our knees through sweat and through piss Spent hours on roads – were never paid for this We don’t care, laugh at us – it’s better than being ignored! Anyway, used to it – that’s what fools are for! “Change the singer!” they say, “maybe that will do!” “Whatever” we thought, we won’t listen to you! Slaves of the mainstream – hear the Heavy Sound! Perish before us – Masters of the Underground! Puppets on strings, controlled by masked men Trying to cash in on the last of every fan Changing your form to fit into the scene Like a filthy whore – lewd and obscene As long as there’s a stage we can stomp on and rage, As long as we still carry six-strings and slay! You won’t get us down – we won’t kiss the ground, We’ll still play the Heavy Metal Sound!