I'm constantly abused
For hating Metallica

Metal is just not my cup of tea
It just never felt right

Rowdy and loud
Few singing parts
And when they sing
They scream and shout
I'd lose my voice [if I have to sing a metal song]
Every ka-ra-o-ke night [note: karaoke, was sung in proper Japanese pronunciation.]

And then I got their DVD
Sent from Whitianga [In Coromendel Peninsula, North Island; pronounced "Fi-ti-ARN-nga {do not roll the tongue}]

Hold my breath
Get my earplugs now
It could blow my drums away

But I am exhausted
I need a spark
I didn't sing, played air guitar
Doing head bangs
Sculling some V
Stopped caring what I'd said

Well, the songs are mostly hits
By Metallica
But a hit is not a hit
Without clear [vocal] lines

Please sing back to me
By a cappella
I'm learning more and more each day
As time goes by

Then when the band plays a one-night show
In Costa Rica
I know I never really go there
So I don't know

I guess its appeal
I'm not fully convinced
All I know is people scream
But my mind will be opened like it'd never been before

Well, the songs are mostly hits
By Metallica
But a hit is not a hit
Without clear [vocal] lines

Please sing back to me
By a cappella
I'm learning more and more each day
As time goes by

Well, the songs are mostly hits
By Metallica
But the fans are in a bliss
I wonder why

Please sing back to me
By a cappella
I'm learning more and more each day
As time goes by

I'm learning more and more each day
As time goes by