P.O.S., Craig Finn - Safety in Speed (Heavy Metal) lyrics

I've only walked out on one single movie
It was an action-adventure
It was a blood-sucking summer

And the posters in the lobby of
The theater called it "Predator"
I called it weak and unwatchable
Carl Weathers and two future governors
You know, that's really unacceptable
We gotta stop falling for these double
Speakers from the double features
We gotta keep 'em in the theaters

So put your head up to the speakers
This is what it's like to stop
Talking and finally hear me
(See, I'm concerned you're itchin' to burn
I know you're dying to know
Homie I'm dying to listen and learn)
So put your head up to the headphones
This is what it's like to
Drown out the psychos
(I'm concerned you're itchin' to burn
I know you're dying to do it
But homie you gotta see how it's done)
So put your gun in the shoebox
Put the box in the back of
Your closet and close the door
(Between the kegs and the Maiden CD
I think this party's got about as much
Heavy metal as it's gonna need)
So put your head up to the speakers
This is what it's like to stop
Talking and finally hear me
(See, we ain't got time to bleed
We hit the highways
When skating on thin ice
The safety's in speed)

You ever feel like you're being tricked
Tricked-out, dicked
Dicked around with or flat out lied to?
Welcome to Hollywood DC
Where Reagan youth grew up
Cowboys off Ronnie's westerns

That shoot em up and steal the bucks
Tell 'em what's love and giddy-up
Yeah off into the sunset
Years later we watched the Running Man and
Two of 'em ran and won
Too star-struck to stick with the plan, huh

I shoulda switched to Marlboros
Them cowboy killers
'Cause cowboys are killing Camel Lights
And some mustache punked the evil Jafar
But for a middle eastern guy
I think Aladdin looked kinda white

We open wide and catch a
Bite of villain image
We swallow it and feed it to
The kids if the song's alright
That's just the way it be
Eyes wide shut up and sit down
Put your hands up for your turn to speak

So put your head up to the speakers
This is what it's like to stop
Talking and finally hear me
(See, I'm concerned you're itchin' to burn
I know you're dying to know
Homie I'm dying to listen and learn)
So put your head up to the headphones
This is what it's like to
Drown out the psychos
(I'm concerned you're itchin' to burn
I know you're dying to do it
But homie you gotta see how it's done)
So put your gun in the shoebox
Put the box in the back of
Your closet and close the door
(Between the kegs and the Maiden CD
I think this party's got about as much
Heavy metal as it's gonna need)
Put your head right up to the speakers
This is what it's like to stop
Talking and finally hear me
(See, we ain't got time to bleed
We hit the highways
When skating on thin ice
The safety's in speed)

I got my Nikon, let's get our Knife on
And get a couple snapshots of a bad move
I got my Nikon, let's get our Knife on
And get a couple snapshots of a bad move

I got my Nikon, let's get our Knife on
And get a couple snapshots of a bad move
I got my Nikon, let's get our Knife on
And get a couple snapshots of a bad move

I got my Nikon, let's get our Knife on
And get a couple snapshots of a bad move
I got my Nikon, let's get our Knife on
And get a couple snapshots of a bad move

Can you turn on the light?
Cause, I forgot the flash
Want these proofs to prove what not to do