This is a song for the critics and the haters 

Of Henry Metal 

Not everybody's gonna get Henry Metal 

But if you don't, just step off... 



When I was 13 and I got my first guitar 

They said "Kid you suck" 

When I was 21 and playin' in a bar 

They said "Kid, you still suck" 

That's not the right sound 

I don't hear a hit 

You're doing everything wrong 

Man that sounds like s*** 



You're not supposed to play that way 

That just isn't done 

And why do you say all the stupid things you say? 

Man you're just dumb 

Why do you waste your time and your life 

Just pickin' on the guit'? 

Don't you know no one buys songs anymore? 

Why don't you just quit? 



If it's true that Metal is dead I'll bring flowers to the grave 

To thank those Metal Gods that gave their lives 

That mine might be saved 

And in the coldest, blackest night I recommit 

To carry on the flame 

May I do everything that I can 

To live up to my name 



Don't you know that Metal cannot die? 

You could not kill Metal if you tried... no 



Solo 



I don't care if Heavy Metal is dead and everyone likes pop 

I don't care if I sell zero downloads, I'm never gonna stop 



If it's true that Metal is dead I'll bring flowers to the grave 

To thank those Metal Gods that gave their lives 

That mine might be saved 

And in the coldest, blackest night I recommit 

To carry on the flame 

May I do everything that I can 

To live up to my name