But it was a '65 pickup
I was lying on the ground
With flat iron bars over my head

One silver drop is all you need
To put a hole in your head at 2000 degrees
That's right man, you be the Metal Man
At 2000 degrees

That's hot *2

And over my head the hot wire was sparking
I got something down on my chest
And it began to bubble

I was her parent, my three in a tree
When a drip dropped down on me
That's right man, I'm the Metal Man
At 2000 degrees

That's hot

(In the background there is a conversation between a man and a woman. What they
are saying is anyone's guess!)

@END