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Story starts, quiet town Small town boy, big time frown Never talks, never plays Different path, lost his way Then streets of red, red, Im afraid Theres no confetti, no parade Nothing happens in this boring place But, oh my God, how it all did change Now, they all pray Bloodstain, wash away He said Lost my way This bloody day Lost my way I heard it He said Lost my way This bloody day Lost my way All things wash away But blood stained the sun red today I always said somethings wrong With little, strange Ronnie Long Never laughed, never smiled Talked alone for miles and miles and miles Gallows calls, son, I say Keep your smile and laugh all day Think once again in this boring place For little boys, how they soon change And they all pray Bloodstain, wash away He said I lost my way This bloody day Lost my way I heard it He said I lost my way This bloody day I lost my way All things wash away But blood stained the sun red today Yeah Yeah, well all the green things died When Ronnie moved to this place He said, don’t you dare ask Why Im cursed to wear this face Now we all know why Children called him Ronnie Frown When he pulled that gun from his pocket And theyd all fall down, down, down He said Lost my way This bloody day Lost my way Yeah, yeah I heard it He screamed Lost my way This bloody day Lost my way All things wash away But blood stained the sun red today All things wash away... But blood stained the sun today... All things wash away... But blood stained the sun today...

When the world has turned its back When the days have turned pitch black When the fear abducts your tongue When the fires dead and gone So what now? Where go I? When you think its all said and done When you are the ostracized Selfish ridden dead goodbyes Twisting of the tourniquet When the pieces never fit So what now? Where go I? When you think its all said and done Bow down Sell your soul to me I will set you free Pacify your demons Bow down Surrender unto me Submit infectiously Sanctify your demons Into abyss You dont exist Cannot resist The Judas kiss When the storm has blacked your sky Intuition crucify When the ego strips your reign Assassinate the living flame So what now? Where go I? When you think its all said and done Venom of a life insane Bites into your fragile veins Internalize and decimate Patronize and complicate So what now? Where go I? When you think its all said and done Bow down Sell your soul to me I will set you free Pacify your demons Bow down Surrender unto me Submit Infectiously Sanctify your demons Into abyss You dont exist Cannot resist The Judas kiss Judas lives recite this vow Ive become your new god now Followed you from dawn of time Whisper thoughts into your mind Watched your towers hit the ground Lured the children never found Helped your kings abuse their crown In the heart of feeble man Plant the seeds of my own plan The strong and powerful will fall Find a piece of me in all Inside you all Bow down Sell your soul to me I will set you free Pacify your demons Bow down Surrender unto me Submit infectiously Sanctify your demons Into abyss You dont exist Cannot resist The Judas kiss Ah Judas

Breadfan, open up your mind, open up your purse Open up your bones, never, never gonna lose it Breadfan, take it all away, never give an inch Got to make a mint, got to make me a million Breadfan, you got it wrong, some long time friends Going to lose it in the end, who is a fool Seagull, give it all away, stay a bird, stay a man Stay a ghost, stay what you want to be Loser, give it all away, never stay with the winner With the man with all the filthy money Come on, keep it on the side, with a ride on a record On the top if youre gonna be a bad boy Breadfan, you got it wrong, some long time friends Going to lose it in the end, who is a fool Seagull, give it all away, stay a bird, stay a man Stay a ghost, stay what you want to be Breadfan, open up your mind, open up your purse Open up your bones, never, never going to lose it Breadfan, take it all away, never give an inch Got to make a mint, got to make me a million Breadfan, you got it wrong, some long time friends Going to lose it in the end, who is a fool Seagull, give it all away, stay a bird, stay a man Stay a ghost, stay what you want to be Mommy, wheres fluffy?

Invisible kid Never see what he did Got stuck where he hid Fallen through the grid Invisible kid Got a place of his own Where hell never be known Inward hes grown Invisible kid Locked away in his brain From the shame and the pain World down the drain Invisible kid Suspicious of your touch Dont want no crutch But its all too much I hide inside I hurt inside I hide inside, bull Ill show you Im OK, just go away Into distance let me fade Im OK, just go away Im OK, but please dont stray too far Open your heart Im beating right here Open your mind Im beating right here Right now Open your heart Im beating right here Open your mind Im beating right here Right now Ooh, what a good boy you are Out of the way and youre kept to yourself Ooh, cant you see that hes not here He doesnt want the attention you give Ooh, unplugging from it all Invisible kid floats alone in his room Ooh, what a quiet boy you are He looks so calm floating round and around himself

Claustrophobic Crawl out of this skin Hard explosive Reach in, pull that pin Feel thy name, extermination Desecrate, inhale the fire So we cross that line Into the grips Total eclipse Suffer unto my apocalypse Deadly vision Prophecy reveal Death magnetic Pulling closer still Fear thy name, annihilation Desolate, inhale the fire So we cross that line Into the grips Total eclipse Suffer unto my apocalypse My apocalypse Go Crushing metal, ripping skin Tossing body mannequin Spilling blood, bleeding gas Mangle flesh, snapping spine Dripping bloody valentine Shattered face, spitting glass Split apart Split apart Split apart Split Spit it out What makes me drift a little bit closer? Dead man takes the steering wheel What makes me know its time to cross over? Worn to repeat until I feel See through the skin, the bones, they all rattle Future and past, they disagree Flesh falls away, the bones, they all shatter I start to see the end in me See the end in me Claustrophobic Climb out of this skin Hard explosive Reach in, pull that pin Violate, annihilate Wounds unto my eyes Obliterate, exterminate Life itself denied Fear thy name as hell awakens Destiny, inhale the fire But weve crossed that line Into the grips Total eclipse Suffer unto my apocalypse Tyrant awaken my apocalypse Demon awaken my apocalypse Heaven awaken my apocalypse Suffer forever my apocalypse

Wash your back so you dont stab mine Get in bed with your own kind Live your life so you dont see mine Drape your back so you wont shine Wash your back so you dont stab mine Get in bed with your own kind Live your life so you dont see mine Drape your back so you wont shine Oh, then she holds my hand And I lie to get a smile Oh, then she holds my hand And I lie to get a smile Using what I want to get what you want Using what I want to get what you want Using what I want to get what you want Using what I want to get what you want Oh, sweet Amber How sweet are you? How sweet does it get? How sweet are you? How sweet does it get? Chase the rabbit, fetch the stick She rolls me over until Im sick She deals in habits, deals in pain I run away but Im back again Chase the rabbit, fetch the stick She rolls me over until Im sick She deals in habits, deals in pain I run away but Im back again Oh, then she holds my hand And I lie to get a smile, oh yeah Then she squeezes tighter I still lie to get a smile Using what I want to get what you want Using what I want to get what you want Using what I want to get what you want Using what I want to get what you want Oh, sweet Amber How sweet are you? How sweet does it get? How sweet are you? How sweet does it get? She holds the pen that spells the end She traces me and draws me in She holds the pen that spells the end She traces me and draws me in Ooh, sweet Amber Oh, sweet Amber Oh, sweet Amber How sweet are you? How sweet does it get? How sweet are you? How sweet does it get? Its never as sweet as it seems

Dont you leave me, Father time Take me with you Tell me, does your sun still shine? Come squeeze the world and drip it down my throat again Down my throat again... whoa You got to breathe, man, breathe Coming up for air Breathe, man, breathe Coming up for air Touch me so I think Im here Skin my senses Barely breathing Minus Human Please squeeze the world and drip it down my throat again Ooo, down my throat again... whoa You got to breathe, man, breathe Coming up for air Breathe, man, breathe Coming up for air You got to breathe, man, breathe Coming up for air Breathe, man, breathe Coming up for - yeah

Hit dirt Shake tree Split sky Part sea Strip smile Lose cool Bleed the day And break the rule Live win Dare fail Eat the dirt And bite the nail Then make me miss you Then make me miss you So wash your face away with dirt It dont feel good until it hurts So take this world and shake it Come squeeze and suck the day Come carpe diem, baby Draw Lead Piss wine Sink teeth All mine Stoke fire Break neck Suffer through this Cheat on death Hug the curve Lose the time Tear the map And shoot the sign Then make me miss you Then make me miss you So wash your face away with dirt It dont feel good until it hurts So take this world and shake it Come squeeze and suck the day Come carpe diem, baby Yeah, Suck it! Live win Dare fail Eat the dirt And bite the nail Strip smile Lose cool Bleed the day And break the rule Hug the curve Lose the time Tear the map And shoot the sign Then make me miss you Then make me miss you So wash your face away with dirt It dont feel good until it hurts So take this world and shake it Come squeeze and suck the day Come carpe diem, baby Come make me miss you Come carpe diem baby Come carpe diem baby

Let us have peace, let us have life Let us escape the cruel night Let us have time, let the sun shine Let us beware the deadly sign The day is coming, Armageddons near Infernos coming, can we survive the blitzkrieg The blitzkrieg, the blitzkrieg Save us from fate, save us from hate Save ourselves before its too late Come to our need, hear our plea Save ourselves before the earth bleeds The Day is dawning, the time is near Aliens calling, Can we survive the blitzkrieg Burp HAH HAH HAH!

So wake up, sleepy one Its time to save your world Steal dreams and give to you Shoplift a thought or two All children touch the sun Burn fingers one by one, by one Will this earth be good to you? Keep you clean or stain through? So wake up, sleepy one Its time to save your world Youre where the wild things are Yeah, toy soldiers off to war Big eyes to open soon Believing all under sun and moon But does heaven know youre here? And did they give you smiles or tears? No, no tears So wake up, sleepy one Its time to save your world Youre where the wild things are Yeah, toy soldiers off to war You swing your rattle down Call to arms the trumpets sound Toy horses start the charge Robots, chessmen standing guard We shall never surrender All children touch the sun Burn your fingers one by one Will this earth be good to you? Keep you clean or stain through So wake up, sleepy one Its time to save your world Youre where the wild things are Yeah, toy soldiers off to war So close your little eyes

Theres a black cloud overhead, thats me And the poison ivy chokes the tree, again, its me Im the filthy one on Bourbon Street, you walk on by Im the little boy that pushes hard and makes it cry Theres a dirty needle in your child, haha, stick me Empty bottles still in hand, still dead, still me Im the suit and tie that bleeds the street and still wants more Im the forty-five thats in your mouth, Im a dirty, dirty whore Yeah, look, its me The one who cant be free Much too young to focus But too old to see Hey, look, its me What no one wants to see See what you brought this world Just what you want to see Hey, ma Hey, ma! Look, its me Yeah, and he wants to be called father now, me again, me The marks inside your arms spell me, spell only me Im the nothing face that plants the bomb and strolls away Im the one who doesnt look quite right as children play Yeah, look, its me The one who cant be free Much too young to focus But too old to see Hey, look, its me What no one wants to see See what you brought this world Just what you want to see Hey, ma Hey, ma! Look, its me Look up to me What to be and what to fear Look up to me Look, its me, like what you hear? See right through me See the one who cant be free See right through me Look, its me, what no one wants to see Now see the black cloud up ahead And this poison ivy chokes the tree And Im the filthy one on Bourbon Street, you walk on by Im the little boy that pushes, pushes, makes it cry Yeah, look, its me The one who cant be free Much too young to focus But too old to see, hey, hey Hey, look, its me What no one wants to see See what you brought this world Just what you want to see Hey, ma Hey, ma! Look, its me Yeah, its me Hey, ma Hey, ma! Look, its me

I see my reflection in the window It looks different, so different than what you see Projecting judgement on the world This house is clean baby, this house is clean Am I who I think I am? Am I who I think I am? Am I who I think I am? I look out my window and see its gone wrong Court is in session and I slam my gavel down Im judge and Im jury and Im executioner too Im judge and Im jury and Im executioner too Projector, protector, rejector, infector Projector, rejector, infector, injector, defector, effector I see my reflection in the window This window clean inside, dirty on the out Im looking different than me This house is clean baby, this house is clean Am I who I think I am? Am I who I think I am? Am I who I think I am? I look out my window and see its gone wrong Court is in session and I slam my gavel down Im judge and Im jury and Im executioner too Im judge and Im jury and Im executioner too Projector, protector, rejector, infector Projector, rejector, infector, injector, defector, ejector, deflector Im judge and Im jury and Im executioner too Im judge and Im jury and Im executioner too Projector, protector, rejector, infector Projector, rejector, infector, injector, defector, ejector I drink from the cup of denial Im judging the world from my throne I drink from the cup of denial Im judging the world from my throne, yeah

Theyre walking by the night The moon has frozen blue Long black coats as shelter for the rain Their load must get through Now bats are leaving their trees Theyre joining the call Seven satanic Hell preachers Heading for the hall Bringing the blood of a newborn child, yeah Got to succeed, if not, its Satans fall Way out in Egypt in the valley of kings Where the mummified pharaohs Pretend dead in their sleep, yeah Dont touch, never ever steal Unless youre in for the kill Or youve been hit by the curse of the pharaohs Yes, youve been hit, and the curse is on you Ooo, the curse of the pharaohs can be so deadly Just destroying your future Making it all shady, yeah yeah Dont touch, never ever steal Unless youre in for the kill Or youll be hit by the curse of the pharaohs Yes, youll be hit, and the curse is on you Listen, yeah, Im a corpse, Im a corpse Im a corpse without soul Satan, yeah, he has taken, he has taken He has taken his toll He took it on me I, yeah, Im trapped, Im trapped Im trapped in his spell Tonight, yeah, Im going, Im going Im going to Hell, inside his spell Howl like a wolf And a witch will open the door Follow me and meet our high priestess Yeah, come, come into my coven Yeah, and become Lucifers child Undress until you are naked And put on this white coat Take this white cross and go to the center of the ring Yeah, come, come into my coven Yeah, and become Lucifers child I was born in the cemetery Under the sign of the moon Raised from my grave by the dead And I was made a mercenary In the legions of Hell Now Im king of pain, Im insane, yeah You know my only pleasure Is to hear you cry I love to hear you cry I love to see you die And Ill be the first To watch your funeral And Ill be the last to leave I love to hear you cry And when youre down beyond the ground Ill dig up your body again And make love to shame Oh lady cry, and say goodbye Oh lady cry, and say goodbye Yeah, you got to say goodbye Yeah. cause I will eat your mind!

If youre leaving, close the door Im not expecting people, anymore Hear me grieving, lying on the floor Whether drunk or dead, I really aint too sure Im a blind man Im a blind man And my world is pale When a blind man cries Lord, you know There aint a sadder tale Had a friend once, in a room Had a good time, but it ended much too soon In a cold month, in that room We found a reason, for the things we had to do Im a blind man Im a blind man Now my room is cold When a blind man cries Lord, you know He feels it from his soul Im a blind man Im a blind man And my world is pale When a blind man cries Lord, you know There aint a sadder tale

this Look out at the darkness And you will see Just call my name and Ill be there You cannot touch me You would not dare I am the chill thats in the air And I try to get through to you In my own special way As the barriers crumble At the end of the day, haha Dark rivers are flowing Back into the past You are the fish for which I cast And what of the future? What is to be? As the rivers flow into the sea And I try to get through to you In my own special way As the barriers crumble At the end of the day Do not take for granted Powers out there Dont step into the demons lair Time is an illusion Rising from time Steep is the mountain which we climb And I try to get through to you In my own special way As the barriers crumble At the end of the day

I am go-going home I am go-going home I shut it down, already I am go-going home I am go-going home I am go-going home I shut it down, already I am go-going home Guess who? You bitches, its RiRi Lam-Lamborghini strawberry kiwi Fashion week in Paris was nice Every designer had my size Switch my hair, they gon copy her Switch my gear, they gon copy her L-L-Look at how they stare, just to copy her Well, roger that Did you copy that, co-co-copy cat? I am go-going home I am go-going home I shut it down, already I am go-going home I am go-going home I am go-going home I shut it down, already I am go-going home Back door, because I am leaving One more, but now they just greedy Yo, tell em fi go, make em gwan with no mistakes Color up shades, lower with my disguise Switch my hair, they gon copy her Switch my gear, they gon copy her L-L-Look at how they stare, just to copy her Well, roger that Did you copy that, co-co-copy cat? I am go-going home I am go-going home I shut it down, already I am go-going home I am go-going home I am go-going home I shut it down, already I am go-going home Get ready for the show We get a lot of dough And you already, yeah, you already know That I done shut it down Thats why Im going home...

The man takes another bullet He keeps them all within He must seek, no matter how it hurts So dont fool again He thinks the answer is cold and in his hand He takes his medicine The man takes another bullet Hes been fooled again Uncross your arms and take Take and throw them to the cure, say I do believe Uncross your arms now Take them to it, say I do believe, yeah I do believe The lies tempt her and she follows Again she lets him in She must believe to fill the hollow Shes been fooled again Uncross your arms and take Take and throw them to the cure, say I do believe Uncross your arms now Take them to it, say I do believe, oh yeah I do believe, yeah-yeah, whoa Betting on the cure It must get better than this Betting on the cure Yeah, everyones got to have the sickness Cause everyone seems to need the cure Precious cure Betting on the cure Because it must get better than this Betting on the cure Yeah, everyones got to have the sickness Cause everyone seems to need the cure, aowah, yeah Precious cure I do believe I do believe I do believe I do believe I do believe I do believe I do believe I do believe I do believe I do believe I do believe I do believe I do believe I do believe I do believe I do believe I do believe I do believe Betting on the cure It must get better than this Need to feel secure Its got to get better than this It must get better than this Betting on the cure Everyones got to have the sickness Cause everyone seems to need the cure I do believe I do believe I do believe

Sitting in my room with my head in my hands I just cant seem to move Ive gotta get up, get out, get high Get back in the groove Theres a job to be done and Im the one You people chose to do it Now I tight up my belt and see you are felt Its time to get your way So come on Jump in the fire So come on Jump in the fire Moving my hips in a circular way Just forward a bit Pull your body into my waist And feel how good it fits And theres a job to be done and Im the one You people chose to do it Now I take off my pants, see you chained to get down Its your turn to wait So come on Jump in the fire So come on Jump in the fire Sitting in my room with my head in my hands I just cant seem to move Ive gotta get up, get out, get high Get back in the groove Theres a job to be done and Im the one You people chose to do it Now I tight up my belt and see you are felt Its time to get your way So come on Jump in the fire So come on Jump in the fire Come on, jump in, yeah

Imagine you were at my station And you brought your motor to me Youre a burner, yeah a real motor car Said you want to get your order filled Made me shiver when I put it in Pumping just wont do you know, luckily for you Who ever thought youd be better At turning a screw than me I do it for my life Made my drive shaft crank Made my pistons bulge Made my ball bearings melt from the heat We were shifting hard when we took off Put tonight all four on the floor When we hit top end you know it feels too slow Said you want to get your order filled Made me shiver when I put it in Pumping just wont do you know, luckily for you Who ever thought youd be better At turning a screw than me I do it for my life Made my drive shaft crank Made my pistons bulge Made my ball bearings melt from the heat

Sleeping very soundly on a Saturday morning I was dreaming I was Al Capone Rumors going round, got to clear out of town Smell like a dry fishbone Here come the law, going to break down the door Carry me away once more Never, never, never want it anymore Got to get away from this stone cold floor Crazy, stone cold crazy, you know Rainy afternoon, ought to kill a typhoon And she is playing on my slide trombone Anymore, anymore, cannot take it anymore Gotta get away from this stone cold floor Crazy, stone cold crazy, you know Walking down the street, shooting people that I meet Fully loaded Tommy gun Here come the deputy, try fucking getting me Gotta fucking get up and run They got the sirens loose, I ran right out of juice They are going to put me in a cell If I cant go to heaven, let me go to hell Crazy, stone cold crazy, you know

Forgive me, father For I have sinned Find me guilty of the life I feel within When Im branded This mark of shame Should I look down disgraced Or straight ahead And know that you must blame I am the secret I am the sin I am the guilty And I I am the thorn within Forgive me, father For I have sinned Find me guilty when true guilt is from within So point your fingers Point right at me For I am shadows and will follow you One and the same are we I am the secret I am the sin I am the guilty And I I am the thorn within I do your time I take your fall Im branded guilty For us all So point your fingers Point right at me For I am shadows and will follow you One and the same are we I am the secrets I am the sin I am the guilty And I I am the thorn within I am the thorn within I am the thorn within I am the thorn within I am the thorn within I am the thorn within

One, two, three, four, one, two All roads, they lead to shame All drowning in the blame All reflections look the same In the shine of the midnight revolver All hide beneath a skin A hope so paper thin Im at the door again And the shine of the midnight revolver Even the promise of danger has gone dull Staring down the barrel of a .45 Suck on the barrel, suck on the barrel Suck til its gone dry For all reflections look the same In the shine of the midnight revolver Redemption purify Will nothing satisfy? The scars just multiply In the shine of the midnight revolver Twisting in apocalypse Death upon the fingertips Frigid metal touches lips And the shine of the midnight revolver Cause you lied Just a bullet away Just a bullet away from leaving you Just a bullet away Stop the voices in my head Caressing death again Becomes the heroin Forbidden medicine Puts a shine on the midnight revolver Eternal borderline All the faces intertwine Oh God, now I see mine In the shine of the midnight revolver Even the promise of danger has gone dull Staring down the barrel of a .45 Suck on the barrel, suck on the barrel Suck, suck til its dry For all reflections look the same In the shine of the midnight revolver Down in misery Down in misery Just a bullet away Just a bullet away from leaving you Just a bullet away Stop the voices in my head Oh yeah, all roads, they lead to shame All drowning in the blame All reflections look the same In the shine of the midnight revolver All hide beneath a skin A hope so paper thin Im at the door again And the shine of the midnight revolver Even the promise of danger has gone dull Staring down the barrel of a .45 Suck on the barrel, suck on the barrel Suck, suck til its dry Do all reflections look the same In the shine of the midnight revolver? Cause you lied Yes, you lied Just a bullet away Just a bullet away from leaving you Just a bullet away Stop the voices in my head

Uh, you guys ready? 1, 2, 3 1, 2, 3 Train roll on, on down the line Wont you please take me far, far away Now, I feel the wind blow outside my door Lord and, Im leaving my woman at home My babys gone Tuesdays gone with the wind, yeah My babys gone, gone with the wind Gone, gone, Gary, yeah Pepper And I dont know where I am going I just want to be left alone When this train ends, well Ill try again Im leaving my woman at home My babys gone Tuesdays gone with the wind, oh yeah Tuesdays gone with the wind, yeah Tuesdays gone, gone with the wind, yeah My babys gone with the wind Train roll on Tuesdays gone with the wind, yeah Tuesdays gone with the wind Tuesdays gone, gone, gone with the wind, yeah My babys gone with the wind Train roll on Train roll on, many miles from my home See, I am riding my blues babe, my blues away, yeah, yeah Well Tuesday, you see, oh, she had to be free, yeah But somehow Ive got to, to carry on My babys gone Tuesdays gone with the wind Tuesdays gone, gone, gone with the wind Tuesdays gone Tuesdays gone with the wind My babys gone with the wind Train roll on Train roll on Ride on train Ride on train Ride on train Train roll on, yeah Train it rolls on Train roll on Lord I cant change Lord I cant change Lord I cant change Lord I cant change Train roll on, yeah Ride on train, yeah, yeah, yeah I cant change Train roll on Ride on train Lord I cant change Lord I cant change Ride on train Thanks Gary Thanks Pop Thanks Pep Thanks Jerry Thank you Het Thanks Les Thanks Fatso

I wont go away Right, Right here Ill stay Stand silent in flames Stand tall untill it fades Shoot Me Again I aint dead yet Cmon Shoot Me Again I aint dead yet I said Shoot Me Again I ain’t dead yet C’mon Shoot Me Again I ain’t dead yet Come on X2 Shoot Me Again Shoot Me Again Shoot Me Shoot Me Again Shoot Me Again Come on All these shots I take I spit back at you All the shit you fake Comes back to haunt you All the shots All the shots All the shots I take What difference did I make? All the shots I take I spit back at you I wont go away Right, Right here Ill stay Shoot me Shoot me Shoot me Shoot me Ill stand on my own Im stranded and sold Shoot Me Again I aint dead yet Cmon Shoot Me Again I aint dead yet Yeah Shoot Me Again I ain’t dead yet C’mon Shoot Me Again I ain’t dead yet I said Shoot Me Again Shoot Me Again Come on Shoot Me Again Shoot Me Again Come on Shoot Me Again Shoot Me Again Shoot Me Shoot Me Again Shoot Me Again Yeah! All these shots I take I spit back at you All the shit you fake Comes back to haunt you All the shots All the shots All the shots I take What difference did I make? All the shots I take I spit back at you I bite my tongue Trying not to shoot back No compromise My heart wont pump the other way X2 Wake the sleeping giant Wake the beast Wake the sleeping dog No, Let him sleep Bite my tongue Trying not to shoot back All these shots I take I spit back at you, yeah All the shit you fake Comes back to haunt you, oh All the shots All the shots All the shots I take, hey What difference did I make? All the shots I take I spit back at you, oh

I would cut my legs and tits off When I think of Boris Karloff and Kinski In the dark of the moon It made me dream of Nosferatu Trapped on the isle of Doctor Moreau Oh, wouldnt it be lovely Small town girl Small town girl Small town girl Small town girl I was thinking Peter Lorre When things got pretty gory as I Crossed to the Brandenburg Gate Small town girl I was feeling snappy Perhaps I’d been napping And I had just ate Small town girl A following heart Can tear you apart On a midnight to 8 shift Small town girl A graveyard romance Can only give one chance As the tombstones weave and breathe Small town girl Small town girl Small town girl Ah, small town girl Small town girl Feeling happy When my heart got beating On a Sunday afternoon Small town girl I dreamt of breezes Going through the trees and Stars were still illumed Small town girl I have three hearts That I keep apart Trying to relate Small town girl To normal feelings And the nighttime reelings And some absynths drunk so late My small town girl Im just a small town girl Small town girl Small town girl The cook got drunk And all the whores they shrunk Onto the size of dessert plates Small town girl But me, I am happy Cause I got my little nappy And some opium to set me straight Small town girl Im just a small town girl Who wants to give it a whirl While my looks still hold me straight Small town girl Small town girl Straight up to illusion And fantasy’s fusion Of reality mixed with drink Small town girl Im just a small town girl Whos gonna give life a whirl Looking at the Brandenburg Gate Small town girl Im just a small town girl Giving life a whirl Looking at the Small town girl Brandenburg Ga-a-a-a-a-a-te Im just a small town girl Small town girl Small town girl, yeah yeah Small town girl Im just a small town girl Small town girl

I dont wanna go Something tells me no No, no, no But traces in the sand The lines that set my hand Go, go, go Beware of a place A smile of a bright shining face Ill never return, how do you know? Tarot woman I dont know I dont know I dont know She can take you there The entrance to the fair Mine, mine, mine Ride the carousel And cast a magic spell Fly, fly, fly Beware of a place A smile of a bright shining face Ill never return, how do you know? Tarot woman, I dont know I dont know I dont know I dont know High noon, oh, Id sell my soul for water Nine years worth of breaking my back Theres no sun in the shadow of the wizard See how he glides, hes lighter than air Oh, I see his face Where is your star? Is it far, is it far, is it far? And when do we leave? I believe, I believe, yes, I believe In the heat and the rain With whips and chains To see him fly So many die We build a tower of stone With our flesh and bone Just to see him fly But we dont know why Now, where do we go? Yeah Danger, danger, the queens about to kill Stranger, stranger, and lifes about to spill Oh no, move away from harm I need a spell and a charm Fly like the wind No pawn, be gone, speed on and on Kill the king Tear him down Kill the king Yeah, strike him down Power, power it happens every day Power, devour all along the way Oh no, move away from harm I need a spell and a charm And fly like the wind No pawn, be gone, speed on and on Kill the king Strike him down Treason, treason, the spectre looms again Treason, reason, the realm is safe and then Oh no, move away from harm I need a spell and a charm Fly like the rainbow No pawn, be gone, speed on and on Kill the king Yeah, tear him down Kill the king Yeah, take his crown Oh, kill the king Go take his crown Yeah, yeah Kill the king Strike him down

Feel so good, I feel so fine Love that little lady, always on my mind She gives me love every night and day Never going to leave her, never going away Someone to love me, you know she makes me feel alright, alright Someone to need me, love me every single night, yeah Feel so happy since I met that girl When we are making love its something out of this world Feels so good to know that shes all mine Going to love that woman til the end of time, ah Someone to live for, Ill love her til the end of time She makes me feel happy, its good to know that shes all mine I am the world that hides the universal secret of all time Destruction of the empty spaces is my one and only crime I lived a thousand times, I found out what it means to be believed The thoughts and images, the unborn child never was conceived You got to believe me, hey, Im talking to you Well, I know its hard for you to know the reason why And I know youll understand when its time to die I dont believe the life you have will be the only one You have to let your body sleep to let your soul live on Feel so happy since I met that girl When we are making love its something out of this world Feels so good to know that shes all mine Going to love that woman til the end of time, ah Someone to live for, Ill love her til the end of time She makes me feel happy, its good to know that shes all mine

The motherfuckers got in my head Trying to make me someone else instead Its my world now Its my world now Its my world Its my world Mama, whys it raining in my room? Cheer up boy clouds will move on soon! Heavy fog got me lost inside Gonna sit right back and enjoy this ride Its my world now You cant have it Its my world, Its my world Its my world Its my world now You cant have it Its my world, Its my world Its my world Its my world now You cant have it Its my world, Its my world Its my world Sucker! Im out of my head, out of my head Get em out of my head, out of my head Get em out Whos in charge of my head today Dancing devils in angels way Its my time now Its my time now Its my time Yeah, its my time! Look out motherfuckers here I come Gonna make my head my home The sons of bitches tried to take my head Tried to make me someone else instead Its my world now You cant have it Its my world, Its my world Its my world Its my world now You cant have it Its my world, Its my world Its my world Its my world now You cant have it Its my world, Its my world Its my world Sucker! Im out of my head, out of my head Get em out of my head, out of my head Get em out Not only do I not know the answer I dont even know what the question is Not only do I not know the answer I dont even know what the question is God it feels like it only rains on me God it feels like it only rains on me God it feels like it only rains on me God it feels like it only rains on me Not only do I not know the answer I dont even know what the question is Not only do I not know the answer I dont even know what the question is Sucka! Im out of my head, out of my head Get em out of my head, out of my head Get em out Enoughs enough Enoughs enough Enoughs enough Enoughs enough Enoughs enough Enoughs enough Enoughs enough Enoughs enough

I look at you, then you me Hungry and thirsty are we Holding the lions share Holding the key Holding me back because Im striving to be Better than you Better than you Better than you Better than you Lock horns, I push and I strive Some how I feel more alive Bury the need for it Bury the seed Bury me deep when theres no will to be Better than you Better than you Better than you Better than you Oh, cant stop this train from rolling Oh, nothing brings me down No, cant stop this train from rolling, no, no, no, no, no No, no, forever only no Oh, cant stop this train from rolling Oh, you cant take it down No, never stop this locomotion, no, no, no, no, no, no No, you cant bring it down because Im Better than you Better than you Better than you Better than you Better than you Better than you Better than you Better than you Cant stop this train from rolling Forever on and on and on Forever on and on, on Better Than You Yeah Better Than You

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PLAYBOY: You spent much of last year fighting Napster. Now its gone into business with BMG and is changing from a free service to a pay service. Is the threat over? Or will a similar site pop up? ULRICH: There are all sorts of mini-Napsters out there. But Napster is successful because its Computer 101—with some of the other companies, the software becomes really complicated. And theyre not going to get out of the gate in the same way Napster did. Now everybody has their guard up. With every new technology some 19-year-old kid can come up with, somebody five minutes behind him can come up with a way of blocking it. Its never going to go away. But I think it can get to a point where it becomes sort of a nuisance, comparable to, say, bootlegging and piracy. PLAYBOY: What did you accomplish by going after Napster? ULRICH: What weve accomplished most is to bring an awareness to the American public. It turned into the first big issue of the 21st century. People seemed to be more passionate about it than the presidential thing. Obviously, this has been the fucking wake-up call of the millennium to everybody who has anything to do with intellectual property. Theres this whole circle of older ladies who create sewing patterns. All of a sudden, these sewing patterns are being stolen and traded on the Internet. And these little old ladies arent getting their royalties. PLAYBOY: So now Metallica is allied with a bunch of old ladies. ULRICH: Theres your sound bite. PLAYBOY: Some of your fans took Napsters side, instead of Metallicas. HETFIELD: Because theyre lazy bastards and they want everything for free. I think Napster won the press war. It hurt the fans perception of us—they see Metallica as some big bad guys who wanted to take their free stuff away. I like playing music because its a good living and I get satisfaction from it. But I cant feed my family with satisfaction. PLAYBOY: So Napster damaged Metallica? HETFIELD: I dont want it to read Napster has damaged Metallica. Its pretty difficult to hurt us. They did damage to how Metallica fans perceive us. ULRICH: I dont agree. Weve taken hits from day one: between haircuts and using Motley Crue-Bon Jovi producer Bob Rock, to headlining Lollapalooza to writing ballads to making records with a symphony orchestra. Thats part of being an instigator and a forerunner. PLAYBOY: Aside from his natural garrulousness, why did Lars become the bands spokesman against Napster? HETFIELD: My wife and I were giving birth to a second child . And family is number one. So Lars had to run with the torch, and there were a few bad moves. You know, Lars can get really mouthy and be a snotty-nosed kid at times. I cringed at certain interviews: Oh dude, dont say that. ULRICH: I said some things that were borderline silly. When Limp Bizkit embraced Napster and took $2 million to play this free tour—it is possible to play free shows without taking sponsorship money, because we do that—I said it was total bullshit. I know a lot of people hate Fred Durst, but I think hes really fucking talented. Me and Fred kissed and made up. When I open my mouth, most of the time something somewhat eloquent comes out, and once in a while I talk a bunch of fucking bullshit. Im aware of that. PLAYBOY: What sort of things did the fans say to your face? HETFIELD: Some fans said, Leave Napster alone, dude—if they were suicidal . But that was after Metallica rocks, dude. So you would turn your thanks into a fuck you. Ive gotten into plenty of arguments with fans who just wanted to discuss it. This poor girl in Atlanta, I made her cry. She felt money was evil. Why dont you go live in Canada or some socialist country? ULRICH: If youd stop being a Metallica fan because I wont give you my music for free, then fuck you. I dont want you to be a Metallica fan. HAMMETT: Im still shocked at the reaction people have. I thought it was so obvious: People are taking our music when theyre not supposed to, and we want to stop them. Computers make it seem like youre not stealing, because all youre doing is pressing a button. The bottom line is, stealing is not right. PLAYBOY: You guys pissed off a lot of people. On the Metallica Usenet group, theres an ongoing thread called Kirk and Lars are gay. HAMMETT: That just shows a total lack of creative juices. Thats like calling someone fatso. PLAYBOY: Maybe you were right on the merits. But its hard for people to sympathize with the rich. ULRICH: Yeah, it is. So it becomes about these greedy rock stars. But understand, 80 million records later, I dont know what the fuck to do with all the money I have. So now can we talk about what the real issue is? The real issue, for me, is choice. I want to choose what happens to my music. Its pretty clear that the future is selling your music online. But common sense will tell you that you cannot do that if the guy next door is giving it away for free. PLAYBOY: When you started the campaign against Napster, did you know it would drag on so long? ULRICH: Didnt have the foggiest fucking idea, no. This whole Lars Ulrich-posterboy-for-intellectual-property isnt something I sought out. PLAYBOY: Were you surprised when you got booed onstage last September at the MTV Video Music Awards? ULRICH: I was unaware of it while I was up there. I got offstage, and people were like, Wow, you handled the booing really well. I was like, What booing? PLAYBOY: Thats surprising, because you looked really uncomfortable. ULRICH: I was kind of drunk. It was the worst awards show, hands down, that Ive ever been to. I left, I went out to dinner with some friends and had some cocktails. PLAYBOY: When Napster creator Shawn Fanning came out in a Metallica T-shirt, they cut to you in the audience, and you looked aghast. ULRICH: You have to understand, the whole thing was planned. They asked me to present an award to Shawn Fanning. The day before the show, Napsters lawyers pulled him out of it. They thought I would do something rude or obnoxious to him. MTV asked, Do you have any problem with him walking out in a Metallica T-shirt? I was like, Go for it. I knew about all that—I was just pretending to be sleeping. I had my hand over my face, nodding off. It was sort of contrived. PLAYBOY: What would it take for you to drop your suit against Napster? ULRICH: They have been inquisitive about trying to settle. The only thing we were after was getting our lawyers fees paid. And we believe they have the ability to block access to whatever band wants it blocked. HAMMETT: Criticism is something weve always dealt with, since day one. When Kill Em All came out, there was nothing like it. When the second album came out, we had slow songs, for Gods sake! Even our fans fucking criticize us. We have bulletproof vests on when it comes to criticism. To tell the truth, we feed off of it. HETFIELD: Metallica loves to be hated. HAMMETT: Love to be hated, absolutely. Even before we were in the band, we were outsiders—so that mentality sits really fine with us. PLAYBOY: Now that youre superstars—not only on MTV but also on VH1—its easy to forget how unpopular you were at first. HETFIELD: When Lars and I hooked up, we liked a kind of music that was not accepted, especially in Los Angeles. We were fast and heavy. Everything about LA was short, catchy songs: Motley Crue, Ratt, Van Halen. And you had to have the look. The only look we had was ugly. PLAYBOY: Hey, but you were not immune to dressing LA style. HETFIELD: We had our battles with spandex, thats for sure. You could show off your package. Wear spandex, dude. It gets you chicks! On the first tour through America, my spandex—I fucking hate saying, my spandex. Its a pretty evil phrase. They were wet from the night before, and I was drying them by the heater. A big hole melted right in the crotch. It was like, Theyre not real pants, are they? Theyre like pantyhose. I just opted to keep my jeans on, and that was the best thing that ever happened. Lars wore spandex up through the Black Album tour, though he might tell you different. ULRICH: We were very much the outcasts in Los Angeles. The first year or so, it was pretty lonely. HETFIELD: We did some shows where if our girlfriends werent there, thered be no one in the audience besides the bartender. Then a few diehard fans would follow us around, and they became crew members. Maybe that guy wants to lug some gear around so I dont have to. PLAYBOY: Where did the medieval, Dungeons-and-Dragons theme on the early records come from? HETFIELD: Judas Priest was a band we all dug. Oh, he writes about that. OK, then. Thats what you do to be metal. Then it got into more, Lets write about what we do: Whiplash, Hit the Lights and Seek and Destroy, which was just about smashing shit up. We worked at day jobs. After that, wed throw parties, take the furniture out of the house and smash the joint. We smashed dressing rooms just because you were supposed to. Then youd get the bill and go, Whoa! I didnt know Pete Townshend paid for his lamp! Come back off the tour and you hadnt made any money. You bought furniture for a bunch of promoters. HAMMETT: We would drink day in and day out and hardly come up for air. People would be dropping like flies all around us, but we had the tolerance built up. Our reputation started to precede us. I cant remember the Kill Em All for One tour—we used to start drinking at three or four in the afternoon. HETFIELD: Smashing dressing rooms was all booze related. The worst was A Day on the Green. A buddy and I, completely ripped on Jägermeister, got it into our heads that the deli tray and the fruit had to go through a little vent. The vent is not big enough. Lets make a hole! The trailer was ruined. Bill Graham—R.I.P.—was the promoter. I was summoned to his office. Like, I have to go see the principal now. He said, This attitude you have, Ive had the same conversation with Sid Vicious and Keith Moon. It was like, Cool! Oh, wait— theyre dead. Not so cool. Maybe I should get my shit together. I realized at that point there was more to being in a band than pissing people off and smashing shit up. PLAYBOY: James, what did you think of Lars after that first jam session? HETFIELD: Lars had a pretty crappy drum kit, with one cymbal. It kept falling over, and wed have to stop, and hed pick the fucking thing up. He really was not a good drummer. To this day, he is not Drummer of the Year. We all know that. When we were done jamming, it was, What the fuck was that? We stiffed him on the bill for the studio, too . There were so many different things about him. His mannerisms, his looks, his accent, his attitude, his smell. He smelled—he smelled like Denmark, I guess. They have a different view on bathing. We use soap in America. ULRICH: American kids, there was this sort of compulsive thing about four showers a day. PLAYBOY: Well, did you wash? ULRICH: Often enough for me. OK? HETFIELD: We ate McDonalds—he ate herring. He was from a different world. His father was famous. He was very well off. A rich, only child. Spoiled—thats why hes got his mouth. He knows what he wants, he goes for it and hes gotten it his whole life. ULRICH: Im an only child. I come from about as liberal an upbringing as you can imagine. I traveled all over the world with my father. So, yes, James Hetfield and I come from incredibly different backgrounds. And as we grow older, we probably become more different. HETFIELD: He introduced me to a lot of different music. I spent a lot of my time at his house, listening to stuff. I couldnt believe the size of his record collection—I could afford maybe one record a week, and he would come back from the store with 20. He bought Styx and REO Speedwagon, bands hed heard of in Denmark. I would go, What the fuck? Why did you buy Styx? ULRICH: I have an obsessive personality. When I become interested in something, I have to learn everything about it, whether its Danish chairs from the great modern era between 1950 and 1956, or Jean-Michel Basquiat, or Oasis. When I was nine years old, it was all about Deep Purple. I would spend all my time sitting outside their hotel in Copenhagen, waiting for Ritchie Blackmore to come out so I could follow him down the street. PLAYBOY: Since you love Denmark so much, why were you in LA? ULRICH: I finished school in Denmark and moved to America to pursue a tennis career. We ended up in Newport Beach, which is like the snottiest fucking area of LA apart from Beverly Hills. Theres all these kids in their fucking pink Lacoste shirts, and Im in my Iron Maiden T-shirts. I guess there was a hatred for all that, a bit of an alienation. James Hetfield was the king of alienation. So there was a bit of a brotherly thing that brought us together. PLAYBOY: How alienated was James when you met him? ULRICH: Id never met anybody that shy. He was really withdrawn, almost afraid of social contact. He also had a bad acne problem. HETFIELD: There wasnt much to say, I guess. When I met Lars, my mother had just passed away. Everyone was the enemy back then. I wasnt the best at talking—that came just from growing up in the environment I was in, kind of alienated. I was tired of explaining my religious situation. Once the band formed, I thought, I dont have to talk anymore. Lars can say it all. Then no one really understood what the hell the songs were about . PLAYBOY: So, what was your religious situation? HETFIELD: I was raised as a Christian Scientist, which is a strange religion. The main rule is, God will fix everything. Your body is just a shell, you dont need doctors. It was alienating and hard to understand. I couldnt get a physical to play football. It was weird having to leave health class during school, and all the kids saying, Why do you have to leave? Are you some kind of freak? As a kid, you want to be part of the team. Theyre always whispering about you and thinking youre weird. That was very upsetting. My dad taught Sunday school—he was into it. It was pretty much forced upon me. We had these little testimonials, and there was a girl that had her arm broken. She stood up and said, I broke my arm but now, look, its all better. But it was just, like, mangled. Now that I think about it, it was pretty disturbing. PLAYBOY: Did you ever run away from home? HETFIELD: Once, me and my sister split. Our parents caught us about four blocks away. They spanked the shit out of us, pretty much. PLAYBOY: So do you believe in spanking your kids? HETFIELD: Spanking my friends, and their wives. Yeah, as a last resort. But with the spanking comes a huge explanation why. PLAYBOY: What was your parents relationship like? HETFIELD: It was my moms second marriage—I have two older half brothers. I didnt really see any turmoil. They didnt argue in front of the kids. Then Dad went on a business trip—for more than a few years, you know? I was beginning junior high. It was hidden, that he was gone. Finally, my mom said, Dad is not coming back. And that was pretty difficult. There were some bad times—my mom needed to be home when we kids were home, or Id have killed my sister. We beat the living hell out of each other. I remember burning her with hot oil, and that was, Wow, it went too far. My mom worried a lot, and that made her sick. She hid it from us. All of a sudden, shes in the hospital. Then all of a sudden, shes gone. Cancer got her. We went and lived with my stepbrother Dave, whos 10 years older. My sister was being unruly, and she got thrown out of the house. I finished high school, then, See ya, everybody. HAMMETT: James comes from a broken home, and I come from a broken home, and when I joined the band, we kind of bonded over that. I was abused as a child. My dad drank a lot. He beat the shit out of me and my mom quite a bit. I got ahold of a guitar, and from the time I was 15, I rarely left my room. I remember having to pull my dad off my mom when he attacked her one time, during my 16th birthday—he turned on me and started slapping me around. Then my dad just left one day. My mom was struggling to support me and my sister. Ive definitely channeled a lot of anger into the music. I was also abused by my neighbor when I was like nine or 10. The guy was a sick fuck. He had sex with my dog, Tippy. I can laugh about it now—hell, I was laughing about it then. PLAYBOY: It does seem that heavy metal attracts a disproportionate number of people whove been abused. HAMMETT: I think heavy metal is therapeutic—its music that blows the tension away. I think thats why people who have had really bad childhoods are attracted to heavy metal. It allows people to release aggression and tension in a nonviolent way. Also, heavy metal has a community feeling—it brings outsiders together. Heavy metal seems to attract all sorts of scruffy, lost animals, strays no one wants. ULRICH: Ive always had issues with that, because I dont feel I had major psychological damage in my life. Why is that limited to metal? If you go to an Elton John concert, people have the same emotional baggage. If you lined 10 Metallica fans up against the wall, you would get 10 different stories. PLAYBOY: And three of them would piss on the wall. ULRICH: And one of them would knock his head against the wall, yeah. Im not so comfortable embracing those types of clichés. PLAYBOY: At the beginning, did you consider any names other than Metallica? ULRICH: We had a list of 20 possible names: Nixon, Helldriver, Blitzer. I was really keen on Thunderfuck. PLAYBOY: When did you start to draw female fans? HAMMETT: Girls were always at the shows. Its just that they didnt look much different from the guys. ULRICH: Girls would come on the bus and just blow the whole bus. Like, OK, heres two girls, everybody get in line. People would say, Eww, she just blew that other guy. . . . So? You dont have to put your tongue down her throat. HETFIELD: They enjoyed what they did. And, heh-heh, they were good at it. Back then, we all shared stuff. I did her. Dude, here! Have my chick. Lars would charm them, talk his way into their pants. Kirk had a baby face that was appealing to the girls. And Cliff—he had a big dick. Word got around about that, I guess. ULRICH: We used to have this thing called tough tarts—it was fucking great. Wed come offstage and thered be like 10 naked girls in the showers. HAMMETT: I couldnt figure out why all of a sudden I was handsome. Did I wake up looking different? A fat bank account will make you look handsome. No one had ever treated me like that before in my life. PLAYBOY: Who was the biggest slut in the band? ULRICH: We all had some pretty slutty moments. I dont think theres anybody in this band who hasnt had crabs a couple of times, or the occasional drip-dick. PLAYBOY: What do you remember about the night Cliff Burton died? HETFIELD: I remember getting awakened with shit flying all over the place. I busted out the emergency window in my underwear, 20 degrees, and Cliff was missing. I remember seeing his legs sticking out from under the bus. He had the whitest, skinniest legs. I knew he was gone then. The bus was right on him. We were all in the hospital, and our tour manager said, Lets get the band together and go. When he said the word band—it wasnt the right word. Shit, were not a band anymore. We went to the bottle and started drinking. HAMMETT: Cliff was a very smart guy, a reader, very eloquent. I just dont understand why he went, and not one of us. NEWSTED: Cliff Burton was my god. He was the guru. I mean, no one before him and no one since him has played like that. People have copied him, but nobody ever had his feel or his prowess. PLAYBOY: So you were a big fan back in Arizona? NEWSTED: Metallica was the hugest influence for my band, Flotsam and Jetsam. We played mostly around Arizona, at clubs and for desert parties. PLAYBOY: What is a desert party? NEWSTED: You borrow from your parents, put together 80 or 120 bucks, and rent a generator for the day. Get some tables from the high school to make a stage, and you rent a fog machine. You get some dudes to buy a keg, and you say, Once people come, youre going to give us 40 bucks. You get the U-Haul stuck in the ditch, pull out some of the tables, put them under the tires and smash em up to get the truck out. The dudes that are buying the keg are already drinking. Its one oclock in the afternoon. Theyve got .44 magnums on their sides. In Arizona, if you have your gun showing, you can wear what you want. Drunk as fuck already, and you find out that they robbed a Safeway last night. Oh yeah, were going to get money out of these guys. Then set up and play for an hour or two and the Scottsdale cops come out and bust everything up and thats the end of it. I didnt make any money playing until I joined Metallica. The most I remember making—for what we thought was a huge gig—was $26 between five of us. PLAYBOY: Do you ever miss that? NEWSTED: I miss being grimy. I miss the hunger. I miss the excitement of taking off work early to set up the gear at the club. And seven people show up but you still play like there are 700. There was a Burger King right across from the main club we played—we took down a mountain of 29-cent burgers. Happy about it! Im going to get a Coke. No, man, thats two more burgers! Fuck that! Well steal beer from a back room, dude. Because otherwise itd be boiled potatoes with ketchup stolen from Burger King. PLAYBOY: Had you seen Metallica while Cliff was alive? NEWSTED: Yes. In Phoenix, with Wasp, before Master of Puppets came out. Front row. Right in front of Cliff Burton, worshiping. Drooling. Banging madly. Fourteen bucks for a shirt, which was all the money in the world at that time. We only went to see Metallica. As soon as Metallica was done, we walked out. They just crushed it, and we knew everything they did by heart. PLAYBOY: How did you hear hed died? NEWSTED: A friend woke me up at six in the morning. He said, Youve got to get the paper, dude. I remember tears hitting the paper and watching them soak into the print. We wore black armbands when we played our next gigs. PLAYBOY: After you heard Cliff was dead, how long before you started to think, Hmm, Metallica is going to need a new bass player? NEWSTED: I daydreamed that day. Just like, What if, what if, what if? PLAYBOY: They brought you to San Francisco for an audition. Were you nervous? NEWSTED: That whole week, I didnt sleep. I might have lain down a couple of times. For five days I stayed up and played as long as I could. Blisters on blisters broke. When I could feel the nerve inside as I played the string, I stopped for a little while. A couple of my friends got together some money to pay for a $140 plane ticket to go do my audition. PLAYBOY: Pretty cheap that they didnt pay your airfare. Were they tough on the people who were auditioning? NEWSTED: One guy comes in, hes got his bass signed by the guy from Quiet Riot or something. And James just goes, Next! Like that, before the guy even got to plug in. Guys were, like, crushed. PLAYBOY: Tell me about the first year with them. NEWSTED: Hazing. And a lot of emotional tests. HETFIELD: We were mourning through anger. Youre here instead of Cliff, so heres what you get. It was therapy for us. NEWSTED: One time, its four in the morning, theyre hammered and knocking on my hotel door when we were in New York. Get up, fucker! Its time to drink! Pussy! You know? Youre in Metallica now! You better open that fucking door! They kept pounding. Kaboom! The door frame shreds, and the door comes flying in. And they go, You should have answered the door, bitch! They grab the mattress and flip it over with me on it. They put the chairs, the desk, the TV stand—everything in the room—on top of the mattress. They threw my clothes, my cassette tapes, my shoes out the window. Shaving cream all over the mirrors, toothpaste everywhere. Just devastation. They go running out the door, Welcome to the band, dude! PLAYBOY: Did you know they were telling people you were gay? NEWSTED: No. I mean, dude, there was so much, thats like a minor detail. PLAYBOY: Why did they do that and why did you put up with it? NEWSTED: Because it was Metallica, it was my dream come true, man. I was definitely frustrated, fed up and kind of feeling unliked. They did it to see if I could handle it. If youre going to fill the shoes of Cliff Burton, you have to be resilient. PLAYBOY: OK, guys, who was the biggest drinker in Alcohollica? HAMMETT: James. He would drink half a bottle of Jägermeister by himself, as well as drinking vodka. ULRICH: James Hetfield. If me and James started drinking at the same time, six hours of hard liquor later, I would be passed out. For quite a while, he was embracing alcohol at a different level from the rest of us. HETFIELD: I was. I had to have a bottle of vodka just to have fun. Im surprised Im still alive. NEWSTED: Thats a tough call. Fist for fist, I think Lars. He can take it to a different place, because hes Danish. They get conditioned real early. ULRICH: I had much more of the binge mentality; Id go every night for three days, then I wouldnt touch a drop for the next four. NEWSTED: James is the only one that ever drank so much he couldnt show up for a rehearsal or for photos. He is the only one who ever actually poisoned himself. HAMMETT: Jasons not so much of a drinker as the rest of us are. He likes to smoke pot. PLAYBOY: People who like fast music usually like fast drugs. Did the band get into speed? HAMMETT: Speed is a bad word in our camp. But speed freaks love us. ULRICH: James is the only one who never really engaged in any kind of drug abuse. Me, Jason, Kirk and Cliff were always experimenting with different things to a higher degree. HAMMETT: Cocaine has definitely been in our lives. You hang out with other musicians, and next thing you know, you have five guys crammed into a bathroom stall. I had a bad coke problem on the And Justice for All tour, but I pulled out of that, because it makes me depressed, basically. I tried smack once. I was so thankful that I hated it. ULRICH: I tried acid once; I was shit-fucking scared. The only drug Ive ever really engaged in is cocaine. It gave me another couple of hours of drinking. A lot of people use it as a way to get closer to you, and you fall for that. I go through cycles where I say, OK, Im going to pull away for a while. And then I take six months away. PLAYBOY: Jason, as time went on, did the band stop hazing you? NEWSTED: They actually got tougher as time went on. The second and third years were the most brutal. Instead of fraternity pranks, there were things that cut deep and were based on disrespect. PLAYBOY: What did they do that was disrespectful? NEWSTED: Turning the bass down on And Justice for All. Not listening to my ideas, musically. PLAYBOY: Is Jason even on And Justice for All? HETFIELD: His picture is on it . Someone sent me a joke CD, with a sticker on the outside that says, And Justice for All—now with bass! ULRICH: Its the only record of ours that Im not entirely comfortable with. It became about ability and almost athletics, rather than music. PLAYBOY: Bands are usually like families, and it sounds like this family fights a whole lot. HAMMETT: There are a lot of soap operas and petty dramas that come with being in this band. I find myself playing referee. Ive been the buffer between James and Lars, Ive been the buffer between Lars and Jason. HETFIELD: Lars name keeps getting brought up, doesnt it? Hes usually the instigator, with his mouth. He can be a real ass at times, and pull attitudes. I punched him onstage once—probably our third gig ever. We agreed we were going to play Let It Loose for our encore, and he went up there and started a different song, Killing Time, because it started with drums. I turned back: You motherfucker! I couldnt remember the lyrics, it was a complete failure. ULRICH: I started the song I wanted to play. I dont remember why—maybe I felt it was a more suitable encore. And then he punched me. HETFIELD: I remember throwing him into his drum kit a couple of times, throwing some cymbals, cutting his head open. ULRICH: Ive gotten into a couple of fights with Jason. HAMMETT: Ive never hit anyone in the band. I practice a lot of yoga now, and read a lot of Eastern philosophy. Im a huge believer in karma: no meat, no beef, no swine, no fowl. HETFIELD: Im definitely not the smartest guy in the band, so winning an intellectual argument is not going to happen. Resorting to violence used to work. And intimidation. HAMMETT: When James comes at you screaming, he can be intimidating. PLAYBOY: A lot of bad things have happened to Metallica. Does that mean the band has bad karma? HAMMETT: Quite possibly. Goddamn it, weve been through a lot of things. It has to be karma. I dont know if its the energy our songs release. People channel the energy of our music—90 percent of the time its good, but maybe 10 percent of the time its bad. Ive heard stories of skinheads listening to our music and fucking tattooing song titles on their arms with big swastikas underneath. Maybe its just personal karma. Maybe the reason James has had so many accidents is because of his own personal karma, and it affects the band. PLAYBOY: How would you describe the change that came after And Justice for All, starting with the Black Album? ULRICH: The earlier records were about brute force, stuff like that. As James became more comfortable, elements of vulnerability and confusion came across, with less banging-on-the-chest type of stuff. Instead of Its fucked up and Im going to kill everything in my wake, it was more like, Its fucked up and Im really suffering from it. HETFIELD: On the Black Album, when I went to write lyrics, I didnt know what the fuck to write about. I was trying to write lyrics that the band could stand behind—but we are four completely different individuals. So the only way to go was in. PLAYBOY: Of all the stuff you wrote, James, what was the song you most hesitated over recording? HETFIELD: Nothing Else Matters. That was a huge turning point. It was sensitive. PLAYBOY: In theme, Nothing Else Matters is kind of like the Styx song Babe. HETFIELD: Fuck you. Fuck you very much . I didnt think the band would like it. But they were really supportive about it. HAMMETT: All I could think of at the time was, James wrote a fucking love song to his girlfriend? Thats just weird. NEWSTED: At first, it didnt sound very much like Metallica to me. I like the fast, heavy stuff. I dont think Metallica should do country. We came pretty close to it on Mama Said . I dont think that tasted very good to me. HAMMETT: James always wants to be perceived as this guy who is very confident and strong. And for him to write lyrics like that—showing a sensitive side—took a lot of balls. Lars, Jason and I were going through divorces. I was an emotional wreck. I was trying to take those feelings of guilt and failure and channel them into the music, to get something positive out of it. Jason and Lars were too, and I think that has a lot to do with why the Black Album sounds the way it does. PLAYBOY: Before, you had been one of the more popular heavy metal bands. But with the Black Album, you became mainstream. NEWSTED: Once we hit MTV, better-looking girls started coming to the shows. Just overnight. HAMMETT: It sounds like a cliché, but girls like melody, they like soft, pretty songs. And if thats what it took to bring them into our little trap, more power to it. PLAYBOY: Do you think—— HETFIELD: No. I like to not think. PLAYBOY: Only a few albums have sold more than 10 million copies. Do you think the Black Album is the bands best record? HETFIELD: There are some songs on there I dont like. Through the Never was a little wacky. Dont Tread on Me, probably not one of my favorite songs musically. Holier Than Thou was one of the sillier songs, more the old style of writing. PLAYBOY: When Load came out next, you guys had short hair and were wearing makeup and trendy clothes. It was quite a change from the denim and mullets. HAMMETT: It was just a phase. It was the zeitgeist of the moment. Who knows? We might do something even more extreme in the future. PLAYBOY: Like Hetfield in a dress? HAMMETT: I think that would be extreme . HETFIELD: I let Lars and Kirk take over a little on the image front. I really dont like looking at it now. Our fans go, What happened to Metallica, the rebel, longhair, greasy-biker, fuck-you band? Now it was U2 or Stone Temple Pilots, or some band relying on an image. What the fuck did we need that for? That was just stupid. Jason and I were really not into it—Kirk and Lars were gung ho. You either laugh about it or you get wound up. Im doing both, actually. PLAYBOY: You guys were kind of handsome without the mullets. HETFIELD: Come on! Mullets rule. Dude, I wanted to have long hair and short hair at the same time. HAMMETT: I never had a mullet, OK? NEWSTED: Im not going to fess to the mullet for more than like three months in 1987. ULRICH: It was probably only James who had a mullet. PLAYBOY: Well, it sure looks like a mullet youre wearing on the inner sleeve of Garage Inc., Lars. What if James grew back his mullet? HAMMETT: If he does, Im going to dye my hair pink. You can have a funny haircut? So can I! PLAYBOY: James, youre progun and proenvironment. Did you vote for Al Gore? HETFIELD: No. Im afraid of someone taking my guns away. PLAYBOY: Then did you vote for Bush? HETFIELD: No. You have to go into the city to vote. So Im not going to vote. PLAYBOY: You describe drinking and performing as therapeutic. Have you ever been in real therapy? HETFIELD: Around the time of Load, I felt I wanted to stop drinking. Maybe Im missing out on something. Everyone else seems so happy all the time. I want to get happy. Id plan my life around a hangover: The Misfits are playing in town Friday night, so Saturday is hangover day. I lost a lot of days in my life. Going to therapy for a year, I learned a lot about myself. Theres a lot of things that scar you when youre growing up, you dont know why. The song Bleeding Me is about that: I was trying to bleed out all the bad, get the evil out. While I was going through therapy, I discovered some ugly stuff in there. A dark spot. PLAYBOY: So did the biggest drinker in Alcohollica stop drinking? HETFIELD: I took more than a year off from drinking—and the skies didnt part. It was just life, but less fun. The evil didnt come out. I wasnt laughing, wasnt having a good time. I realized, drinking is a part of me. Now I know how far to go. You cant be hungover when you got kids, man. Dad, get the fuck off the couch! Well, they dont say that—yet. PLAYBOY: Did you ever go to AA? HETFIELD: I wouldnt say Im an alcoholic—but then, you know, alcoholics say theyre not alcoholics. PLAYBOY: By then, you were spending more time with your father. How did that go? HETFIELD: It started off really bad. Very mad at him for making the family the way it was. It was never a real father-son kind of thing again. HAMMETT: James used to be a raging, out of-control drunk, always fighting, always getting into trouble. Hes a lot more patient now. I think a lot of that had to do with the passing of his father . After that, he was just a lot more appreciative, thoughtful and compassionate. PLAYBOY: James strikes us as kind of an enlightened redneck. HAMMETT: Ill agree with that 100 percent. He lives a certain lifestyle thats easy to poke fun at: He lives out in the country, drinks a lot of beer, has a bunch of guns, goes hunting. HETFIELD: I eat vegetables, too, man. Theyre just too easy to kill. Carrots dont get a chance to run. I think animals are there for us. Were on top of the food chain. PLAYBOY: Maybe you should have a hunting trip with one of those bands that supports PETA, like the Indigo Girls. HETFIELD: Which one should I kill first? Oh, them hunting with me? PLAYBOY: Are you uncomfortable with the degree of homophobia in metal? ULRICH: Totally. Ultimately, why do me and Kirk stick our tongues down each others throats once in a while in front of the camera? The metal world needs to be fucked with as much as possible. When the band started, everybody would sit around proving their heterosexuality by gay-bashing and stuff like that. Like, Oh, fucking faggot. Does that elevate you to some greater he-man status? I never understood that. PLAYBOY: Weve heard James use the word fag jokingly. Does that mean hes homophobic? HAMMETT: Um, probably. James hasnt had a lot of experience with gay people, and thats a large reason for being homophobic. He needs to be enlightened in that area. ULRICH: I know hes homophobic. Let there be no question about that. I think homophobia is questioning your sexuality and not being comfortable with it. PLAYBOY: For the first time in years, there are a lot of metal bands on top of the charts. Most of them are pretty bad, arent they? HAMMETT: Theres a lot of fucking crap. A lot of regurgitated stuff, too. That Papa Roach song , the main riff is from a fucking Iron Maiden song called Hallowed Be Thy Name. HETFIELD: Limp Bizkit seems a little cartoony to me. I dont like some guy just yelling. Like Rage Against the Machine—it wasnt singing, it was just some guy kind of pissed off, telling you his opinion. HAMMETT: To me, Limp Bizkit sounds like a second-rate Korn. Korn has a much better vocalist who is somewhat intelligent. A lot of these bands get the right ingredients, the right formula, and—voilà—they have a metal band. A band like Godsmack is just a cross between Metallica and Alice in Chains, with a bit of Korn thrown in. HETFIELD: Queens of the Stone Age is unique. This band Rocket From the Crypt makes me feel good. PLAYBOY: Three of you are married, two of you have kids. What has changed? NEWSTED: Five years ago, the band took priority over all other things. Now, families come first. I understand that. A family is more important. Im the only one whos not married, and music still plays the biggest part in my life. I mean, Black Sabbath is my number one band of all time, but Metallica has done more for metal. Metallica is the biggest heavy metal band there has ever been. I want to keep that strong. But Metallica is only one part of my musical life, OK? Those guys will be happy taking six months away from the music. They have other things on their minds. If I even try to go six days without playing with somebody, I have anxiety-type things happen. PLAYBOY: It sounds like this sabbatical is frustrating to you. NEWSTED: Yes. James and Lars started this thing together. They came through all of the hardships. And they have serious, written-in-stone feelings about the band, about how it needs to be run. Thats very, very hard to swallow sometimes. I guess our understanding is that we dont want to be like other bands, where people go off and do side projects. I have made some incredibly wonderful music with other musicians. It would just floor people—it has floored people. But I just cant release it. PLAYBOY: James and Lars wont let you? NEWSTED: Its not Lars. HETFIELD: We just disagree about side projects. Fans have always viewed Metallica as something they can rely on: Were always there, always strong, and thats a band. Weve been the same guys since day one, essentially. The only way you can get out of this band is if you die. When you say Metallica, you know who that is: Lars, James, Kirk and—uh, whats that guy? Jason . When someone does a side project, it takes away from the strength of Metallica. So there is a little ugliness lately. And it shouldnt be discussed in the press. NEWSTED: James Hetfield is the heart and soul and pride of Metallica, the protector of the name. Im not out to disrespect him. PLAYBOY: But he could respect you by letting you release the album? NEWSTED: Were getting really close to some things we shouldnt be talking about. I would like him to see that this music is truly a part of me, like his child is a part of him. PLAYBOY: What did James say when you told him that you wanted to release the album? NEWSTED: I wont go there. We have to change the subject. HETFIELD: Where would it end? Does he start touring with it? Does he sell shirts? Is it his band? Thats the part I dont like. Its like cheating on your wife in a way. Were all married to Metallica. Married to each other. PLAYBOY: So what is Jason supposed to do during the hiatus? HETFIELD: I dont fucking know. Im not his travel agent. HAMMETT: I just hope we can survive this in one piece without tearing each others fucking throats out. PLAYBOY: Lars, do you think that Jason should be able to release his album? ULRICH: I wouldnt be able to look him in the eye and go, You cant put that record out. Thats not who I am as a person. Thats pretty much all I have to say. I just cant get caught up in these meltdowns. Ive got some issues in my family life, with my wife, that are a little more weighty than, like, whatever James Hetfield and Jason Newsted are bickering over. PLAYBOY: What if Jason were to put it out anyway? HETFIELD: I dont know. It would disappoint me a lot. PLAYBOY: How is the record? HAMMETT: Its a great album. ULRICH: Its a nice record, very bluesy, like a poppier version of Stevie Ray Vaughans stuff. HETFIELD: Its respectable. HAMMETT: Ive spoken with Jason for hours on end. Im upset for him. James demands loyalty and unity, and I respect that, but I dont think he realizes the sequence of events hes putting into play. Jason eats, sleeps and breathes music. I think its morally wrong to keep someone away from what keeps him happy. That album will always be available in some format—whether its on Napster or in stores, people are going to hear it. PLAYBOY: Wouldnt it be funny if Jason released his album on Napster? HAMMETT: It would be fucking ironic as shit. HETFIELD: I dont mind being looked at as the asshole in the band. Well, within the band. As long as the fans think Lars is the asshole, thats fine . NEWSTED: James is on quite a few records: In the South Park movie, when Kenny goes to hell, James is singing, and hes on just about every Corrosion of Conformity album. Thats a shot at him, but Im going to keep it. I cant play my shit, but he can go play with other people. HETFIELD: My name isnt on those records. And Im not out trying to sell them. PLAYBOY: You want loyalty and unity in the band, but if youre too much of a dictator, you can end up losing band members. Weve got three words for you: Guns n Roses. HETFIELD: Those are three ugly words . They were a prime example of egos out of hand. Were definitely not in a Guns n Roses situation. It would never get like that. Id kill us all before that happened. PLAYBOY: Its three against one here: Youre the only one against letting Jason release his record. Can this conflict be worked out? HETFIELD: Some of us are just going to have to bend a little. PLAYBOY: Or bend over. HETFIELD: My back hurts, so it wont be me. PLAYBOY: Do all these conflicts actually help the band? ULRICH: Youve used the word conflict a lot in the last 15 minutes. Ultimately, we have a love and respect for each other that supersedes the bickering. The key thing is, were fucking still here. And were the only ones that are still here. For whatever conflicts you keep talking about, we still find a way to exist as a working unit, and pretty much at the drop of a dime go onstage and kick everybody elses ass. PLAYBOY: Is this just the usual tension within Metallica, or is it worse now? ULRICH: Thats a great question. Its an interesting time to interview the four of us separately. Youre hearing people get things off their chest—almost using you as the middleman. Like, James and Jason wont call each other, so theyre having a conversation through you. PLAYBOY: You and James havent talked, either. ULRICH: I havent spoken to him for a while, thats true. HETFIELD: He hasnt called me. Im sure hell say I havent called him. ULRICH: Its a little bit of the rock star stubbornness. Like, Hes not calling me, so Im not going to call him. Fuck him. HETFIELD: We both need time away; me and that fucking guy have been together for 20 years, man. Its an extreme love-hate thing, you know? ULRICH: Weve been in this scenario a hundred times before. On the road sometimes, we dont speak to each other for a week. Me and James Hetfield are the two most opposite people on this planet. PLAYBOY: Your wife, Skylar, used to date Matt Damon, and he made her the model for the female lead in Good Will Hunting. A few years ago, Matt described you as a fucking rock star whos got $80 million and his own jet—a bad rock star, too. ULRICH: He said that before we met. And hes apologized about a hundred times. The first five times I saw him, he would spend 10 minutes apologizing profusely. He really is a sweetheart. PLAYBOY: And youre an art collector, which is an unusual hobby for a metal drummer. What schools do you collect? ULRICH: Abstract expressionism, the Cobra movement, art brut. I own a lot of Basquiat, a lot of Dubuffet, a lot of de Kooning. I have the best collection of Asger Jorn on this planet. I have what is universally considered as one of the two greatest Basquiat paintings; I spent a year and a half chasing it down. Hanging out backstage with Kid Rock is an amazing turn-on, no less so than sitting and staring at my Dubuffet for an hour with a fucking gin and tonic. PLAYBOY: Tell us about the summer 1992 tour with Guns n Roses, when a pyrotechnic explosion set you on fire during a show in Montreal. How bad were the burns? HETFIELD: It was down to the bone. My hand looked like hamburger. No matter how much water you poured on it, the pain came back instantly. The most painful part was the physical therapy—they would scrape off the skin with a tongue depressor. It was brutal. I was on pills, too, and it still hurt like a motherfucker. PLAYBOY: Speaking of pain, do you ever get headaches? HETFIELD: Are you saying its too loud? Its got to be loud. Youre supposed to feel it all over. PLAYBOY: Metallica toured a lot less than usual last year. NEWSTED: We did maybe 30 or 40 shows, and thats probably the least we have ever done. Metallica usually does from 150 to 250 shows in a year. HAMMETT: I have no qualms about not doing yearlong tours anymore. ULRICH: Ten years ago, we wanted to play as many gigs as possible and have as much debaucherous fun as possible. Now, playing 200 shows in North Dakota is not as stimulating as it used to be. Sometimes its great being onstage, and other times the shows themselves become totally mediocre and youre just sort of floating through them. The older we get, and the shorter we tour, the better we are. PLAYBOY: How much longer can the band go on, given how physical the music is? NEWSTED: Its limited. People wont ever see me weak, wont ever see me just standing there onstage. When the day comes that I cannot perform, I will bow out. Thats it. HETFIELD: A gray mullet would look all right. PLAYBOY: Are there any tricks to writing a Metallica song? NEWSTED: About 90 percent of Metallica songs are in E minor, because James vocal range is limited—although hes developed by leaps and bounds. PLAYBOY: Any chance Metallica will follow the rap-metal direction? NEWSTED: No. No rap in Metallica. ULRICH: The chances of James Hetfield going in a rap direction are probably between zero and minus one. PLAYBOY: From your perspective as a Metallica fan, Jason, it must be interesting to see James continue to evolve since Nothing Else Matters. NEWSTED: Where there was darkness before, now theres a lot of light, since James children entered the picture. The darkness will always be there, because of the damage done, but theres a big bright spot now. HAMMETT: We cant sing about flowers and happy shiny days, you know? PLAYBOY: So, James, will the next batch of songs be happy? HETFIELD: Yeah, Ill start writing about my house and family and dog. Look, theres always got to be some turmoil to write, and now, within the band, there might be some pretty good fuel. PLAYBOY: On the next record, we can expect a song called—— HETFIELD: Side Project . Theres always something thats going to piss you off. Something youd like to change. Something that confuses you. All I have to do is go to San Francisco for one day—I get pissed off enough for a week. PLAYBOY: Youre happily married, the father of two, youve been to therapy. You even wrote a love song. Can you still find the dark spot? HETFIELD: I know its there, and how it got there. I can visit it and leave again. Its a dark spot you cant wash off.

Yeah yeah Yeah yeah Oh Bad Yeah Come clean, confess up Tell all, spill gut Off the veil, stand revealed Show the cards Bring it on Break the seal (Ladies and Gentleman, step right up and See the man who told the truth) Swing the noose again Pierce the apple skin You bit more than you need Now youre choking On a bad seed On a bad seed Ahh choking Let on, load off Confess, cast off At the mercy, the cat is out Drop the disguise Spit it up Spit it out (And now, what youve all been waiting for I give you He Who Suffers The Truth) Swing the noose again Pierce the apple skin You bit more than you need Now youre choking On a bad seed Choking on a bad seed Off the veil Stand revealed Bring it on Break the Seal At the mercy Cat is out Spit it up Spit it out Spit it up Spit it out Spit it out now! At the mercy Swing the noose again Pierce the apple skin You bit more than you need Now youre choking On a Choking, choking, choking on a bad seed Off the veil Stand revealed Bring it on Break the Seal At the mercy Cat is out Spit it up Spit it out Spit it up Spit it out Spit it out now! Choking on a bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, seed

Hate is a train That thunders aimless through my head And hate is the fame Chained to the wheel until I am dead Rage is a flame Creates a touch to boil the seas And rage is to blame Forever sorry I shall be And from a darkness I descend Clenching a torch of sweet revenge, no You took away tomorrow, still I stand I ride into the sorrow, still I stand You took away tomorrow, still I stand Straight down into the sorrow, but still I stand Wrath is the name Branding suffer onto you And wrath takes the shame And holds me down until its through And from a darkness I descend Clenching a torch of sweet revenge You took away tomorrow, still I stand I ride into the sorrow, still I stand You took away tomorrow, still I stand I sink into the sorrow, but still I stand And hate is a train That hungers for the fleshs call And hate takes the blame A beast that never slows at all And from a darkness I descend Clenching a torch of sweet revenge Burst into flame, the bitter end And shake this gates of hell again Yeah, cursed to drown in sorrow You took away tomorrow, still I stand I ride into the sorrow, still I stand You took away tomorrow, still I stand Straight down into the sorrow, but still I stand

Ya son más de diez años metiéndole y todavía sueno como nuevo Balvin no tiene relevo, me sobra el dinero, el respeto y los huevos Yo cada movimiento que hago, el juego a otro nivel lo elevo Tú sonaste, te apagaste y no lleva ni la mita e lo que llevo Y la real, parece que entre más viejo yo más duro me pongo Envidiosos, respiren hondo Que tengo la salsa, el gran combo Yo sé qué es estar en la cima, pero también yo sé qué es tocar fondo La diferencia tuya y mía es que yo nunca he traicionado a mi combo Cada día más claro Sigo siendo un descaro Cada día más duro, cada día más claro Cada día más caro Sigo siendo un descaro Cada día más duro y tú cada día más malo Me lo gané, yo sí que lo trabajé Y no lo disfruta el que no la suda Y cuando me siento estresao, me monto en el avión con el Switch y la boluda Tranquilo, pero ando escribiendo mi historia a lo Pablo Neruda Ando modo fit Pero en la maleta sí que la tengo flow Buda Y esa es la menuda Sigan fronteando como carros, yo ya estoy en las alturas Se creen la movie rápido, por eso es que casi ni duran, casi ni duran Tú quieres superarme, my G, la cosa está dura Tú lleva dos años pegao, pero yo llevo diez haciendo cultura Cada día más claro Sigo siendo un descaro Cada día más duro, cada día más claro Cada día más caro Sigo siendo un descaro Anywhere I roam Oh But Ill take my time anywhere Free to speak my mind anywhere And Ill redefine anywhere Anywhere I roam Where I lay my head is home, yeah-yeah

Ive got to see you moving fast, see you come my way See the dreams, I hope they last, never fade away Got to see the lights above, make it loud tonight Got to set it all afire, set it all alight See the flashing lights, hear the thunder roar I am going to set you all alight Got to make it man, I havent got a choice Got to fill this hall tonight Helpless, helpless, helpless, helpless I dont know what Im going to do, maybe not tonight Got to set you all afire, got to treat you right I can see the flashing lights, lit before your love Got to hear the thunder roar, coming from above See the flashing lights, hear the thunder roar I am going to set you all alight Got to make it man, I havent got a choice Got to fill this hall tonight Helpless, helpless, helpless, helpless I can see the stars, I can see whats going on Every night alone I sing my song just for fun Only time will tell if Ill make it myself someday This stage is mine, music is my destiny Cannot squeeze the life from me I can see the stars, I can see whats going on Every night alone I sing my song just for fun Only time will tell if Ill make it myself someday This stage is mine, music is my destiny Cannot squeeze the life from me

Tear it down Strip the layers off My turpentine Old paint, old looks Cover up the past White heat, white light Super white bones Bones of you and I Pure if I... cant you help me? Pure if I... wont you help me? Purify, you and I Purify, you and I Pure if I... cant you help me? Pure if I... wont you help me? You and I, purify You and I, purify Purify! Truth and dare Peeling back the skin Acid wash, ghost white Ultra clean Wanna be skeleton Clear eyes, diamond eyes Strip the past of mine My sweet turpentine Pure if I... cant you help me? Pure if I... wont you help me? Purify, you and I Purify, you and I Pure if I... cant you help me? Pure if I... wont you help me? You and I, purify You and I, purify Oh, purify! I can find the dirt on anything I can find the dirt on anything I aint dancing with your skeletons I, I aint dancing with what might have been Pure if I... cant you help me? Pure if I... wont you help me? Purify, you and I Purify, you and I Pure if I... cant you help me? Pure if I... why wont you help me? You and I, purify You and I, purify Come on, purify

Oh, poor twisted me Oh, poor twisted me I feast on sympathy I chew on suffer, I chew on agony Swallow whole the pain Oh, its too good to be That all this misery Is just for, oh, poor twisted me Poor twisted me Poor mistreated me Poor mistreated me I drown without a sea Lungs fill with sorrow Lungs fill with misery Inhaling the deep, dark blue Oh, woe is me Such a burden to be The poor mistreated me To finally reach the shore, survive the storm Now youre bare and cold, the sea was warm So warm, you bathe your soul again Baby, again, and again, and again You finally reached the shore, survived the storm Now youre bare and cold, the sea was warm So warm, you bathe your soul again Good to feel my friend Oh, woe is me Such a burden to be Oh, poor twisted me Yo, poor twisted me

Dont go looking for snakes you might find them Dont send your eyes to the sun you might blind them Havent I seen you here before? Ohh, watch the puppets dancing Yeah, see the clowns fall down Hey, tie your tap shoes tightly Yeah, and wear them into town See you crawling See you crawling in Dont go looking for snakes you might find them Dont send your eyes to the sun you might blind them Havent I seen you here before? There aint no heroes here no more Hey hey hey Ooh, play the game so nicely Oh, check, its your move now Yeah, we are standing in this jungle Yeah, with serpents I have found See you crawling See you crawling in Dont go looking for snakes you might find them Dont send your eyes to the sun you might blind them Havent I seen you here before? Then your heroes disappeared See you crawling See you crawling in Dont go looking for snakes you might find them Dont send your eyes to the sun you might blind them Havent I seen you here before? No there aint no heroes here no more Havent I seen you here before? There aint no heroes here, looking for snakes you might find them Havent I seen you before? Then your heroes disappeared Dont send your eyes to the sun you might blind them, yeah

1, 2, 3, 4 Motives changing, day to day The fire increases, masks decay I look at the river, white foam floats down The bodys poisoned, got to sit tight The wait The wait The wait The wait After wakening, silence grows The screams subside, distortion shows Mutant thoughts of bad mouthed news Is just another birth of distorted views The wait The wait The wait The wait The wait The wait The wait The wait

Suppose I say Im never satisfied Suppose I say You cut some root To make the tree survive Just let me kill you for a while Just let me kill you for a smile Just let me kill you once Im oh so bored to death Ohh, I hunger I hunger I eat Born Into Attitude Asleep at the wheel Throw all your bullets in the fire And run like hell Why cure the fever? What ever happened to sweat? Suppose I say The vultures smile at me Suppose I say Ive sent them down And they plan to pick you clean And satisfaction this way comes And satisfaction this way comes And satisfactions here and gone, gone Yeah gone again Ohh, I hunger I hunger I eat Born Into Attitude Asleep at the wheel Throw all your bullets in the fire And run like hell Why cure the fever? What ever happened to sweat? Just let me kill you for a while Just let me kill you for a smile Just let me kill you once for me Im bored to death And satisfaction this way comes And satisfaction this way comes And satisfactions here and gone, gone Yeah gone again Yeah, I hunger Ohh, I hunger I hunger I eat Born Into Attitude Asleep at the wheel Throw all your bullets in the fire And run like hell Why cure the fever? What ever happened to sweat?

Rebel, grip your bottle tight Just float away Rebel, is it hard to leave What makes you stay? Go take your poison ink Sign life away Then take your dirty spoon And dig your grave Dig your grave Rebel grips the bottle tight Just floats away Rebel finds it hard to leave What makes you stay? He takes the poison ink Signing life away Then takes the dirty spoon And digs his grave Let this dark shine Let this dark shine Let it shine bright Dont let it burn out tonight Kill me one more time Stigmata Kill me one more time Neo martyr Going to die young Going to live forever Kill me one more time Rise up Rebel of Babylon Rise up Rise up Resurrection Renegade fights the fight That no one wins He claims a crown of thorns To pierce the skin He climbs his crucifix And waits for dawn Thinks theyll remember him After hes gone Let this dark shine Let this dark shine Let it shine bright Dont let it burn out tonight Kill me one more time Stigmata Kill me one more time Neo martyr Going to die young Going to live forever Kill me one more time Rise up Rebel of Babylon Rise up Rise up Resurrection This rebel fights the fight That no one wins To claim a crown of thorns To pierce his skin Climbs his crucifix And waits for dawn He loses consciousness The myth lives on Let this dark shine Let this dark shine Let it shine bright Dont let it burn out tonight Tonight Kill me one more time Stigmata Kill me one more time Neo martyr Going to die young Going to live forever Kill me one more time Rise up Rebel of Babylon Rise up Rise up Resurrection

Look inside and you will see The words are cutting deep inside my brain Thunder burning, quickly burning Knife of words is driving me insane Insane, yeah Raven black is on my track He shows me how to neutralize the knife Show to me in surgery The art of fighting words to conquer life Conquer life, yeah Now the wicked lance of fear Is driving from my heady mountain brain Crash course in brain surgery Has stopped the bloody knife of words again Yeah, yeah, ye-yeah

Unchain the colours, before my eyes Yesterdays sorrows, tomorrows white lies Scan the horizon, the clouds take me higher I shall return, from out of the... Fire! Tears for remembrance, and tears for joy Tears for somebody, not this lonely boy Out in the madness, the all seeing eye Flickers above us, to light up the... Sky! Yeah! Unchain the colours, before my eyes Yesterdays sorrows, tomorrows white lies Scan the horizon, the clouds lift me higher But I shall return from out of the... Fire, Yeah! Fire Fire Fire Fire!

Now I see his face, I see his smile Such a lonely place, no golden mile Eyes tell of morbid tales, of his black heart His deeds through ages past tell of his part See his face, see his smile Time to die, o-oh, no-oh, no-oh Angel from below, change my dreams I want for glorys hour, for wealths esteem I wish to sell my soul, to be reborn I wish for earthly riches, dont want no crown of thorns See his face, see his smile Time to die, o-oh, no-oh, no-oh I was born a fool, dont want to stay that way Devil take my soul, with diamonds you repay I dont care for heaven, so dont you look for me to cry And I will burn in hell, from the day I die See his face, see his smile Time to die, o-oh, no-oh, no-oh

Would you come to me if I was half drowning? An arm above the last wave? Would you come to me? Would you pull me up? Would the effort really hurt you? Is it unfair to ask you, to help pull me up? The window broke the silence of the matches The smoke effortlessly floating Pull me up Would you be my lord and saviour, pull me up by my hair? Now would you kiss me, on my lips? Burning fever burning on my forehead The brain that once was listening Now shoots out its tiresome message Won’t you pull me up? Scalding, my dead father has the motor and hes driving Towards an island of lost souls Sunny, a monkey then to monkey I will teach you meanness, fear and blindness No social redeeming kindness Or – oh, state of grace Would you pull me up? Would you drop the mental bullet? Would you pull me by the arm up? Would you still kiss my lips? Hiccup, the dream is over Get the coffee, turn the lights on Say hello to junior dad The greatest disappointment Age withered him and changed him Into junior dad, psychic savagery The greatest disappointment The greatest disappointment Age withered him and changed him Into junior dad

Make his fight on the hill in the early day Constant chill deep inside Shouting gun, on they run through the endless grey On they fight, for theyre right Yes, but whos to say? For a hill, men would kill Why? They do not know Stiffened wounds test their pride Men of five still alive through the raging glow Gone insane from the pain that they surely know For whom the bell tolls Time marches on For whom the bell tolls Take a look to the sky just before you die Its the last time he will Blackened roar, massive roar fills the crumbling sky Shattered goal fill his soul with a ruthless cry Stranger now are his eyes to this mystery Hears the silence so loud Crack of dawn, all is gone except the will to be Now they see what will be, blinded eyes to see For whom the bell tolls Time marches on For whom the bell tolls

I am going to be a rock and roll star Got to groove from night to day Got to blow my crummy job Going to blow my blues away I am going to make a stand Going to make a million Going to make it with you I am going to be wild my friend I got to push it through Its electric Its electric Its electric Its electric I stop on red and I leave on amber Danger paves my way I am going to make it my friend Going to make it today Going to kick this dust from my heels Down the highway I go Going to get the stars from my route Make it in a rock and roll show

Pumping blood, pumping blood Pumping blood, pumping blood Pumping blood, pumping blood Pumping blood, pumping blood If I pump out blood in the sunshine Oil on the wheel That is blasted and busted away A nail or a little piece of glass A little piece of glass, a little piece of glass Swarming like bees over the air Off the pump, off the thing The blood that I’m pumping away Like bees over the air Off the pump, off the thing The blood that I’m pumping away Off the pump, off the thing The blood that I’m pumping away If I pump blood in the sunshine And you wear a leather box with azaleas, and I pump more blood And it seeps through my skin Will you adore the river? The stream, the trickle The tributary of my heart! As I pump more blood And it seeps through my skin Will you adore the river? The stream, the trickle The tributary of my heart! If I’m pumping blood Like a common state worker If I waggle my ass like a dark prostitute Would you think less of me And my coagulating heart? Waggle my ass like a dark prostitute Coagulating heart Pumping blood Cmon James! Would you top me off? Would you top me off as I deepen a curtsy? While you yell out, “mercy”? We grow apart Would you rip and cut me? Use a knife on me? Be shocked at the boldness, the coldness of this little heart Tied up in leather would you take the measure Of the blood that I pump in the manic confusion of love? Supreme violation, supreme violation “Oh, ah, ah, ah Jack I beseech you!” “Oh, Jack I beseech you!” Supreme violation Blood in the foyer, the bathroom, the tea room, the kitchen, with her knives splayed I will swallow your sharpest cutter Like a colored man’s dick Blood spurting from me! “Oh Jack, Jack I beseech…!” “Jack, I beseech you, I beseech…!” In the end it was an ordinary heart “Oh Jack I beseech you!” As I scream out my pain In the end it was an ordinary heart! In the end, in the end In the end it was an ordinary heart “Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack I beseech you!” Supreme violation... Oh “Jack, Jack, Jack I beseech you!” I call out your name! Blood in the foyer, the bathroom, the tea room, the kitchen, and knives splayed I swallow your sharpest cutter Like a colored man’s dick Blood spurting from me! Blood spurting from me! “Oh Jack Oh Jack I beseech you” In the end it was an ordinary heart In the end it was an ordinary heart Pumping blood

Theres nowhere else I can run to Shes wretched, but she comforts me And after everyone goes home Shes always there for me And when the sun goes hell-bound And the moon does resurrect the night I will hide within her Not much good has come out of the light After everyone goes home And Im left here on my own I will, run straight to Hell and back Straight to Hell and back When they turn out all their lights And Im left to brood at night Always, return to Hell and back Straight to Hell and back Straight down, yeah A lonely light in a window Just longing for some company Tragic, heartless, and hateful But theres nothing as willing as she And when the night has fallen It falls hard and then it all begins When she starts her calling I feel my darkness growing from within After everyone goes home And Im left here on my own I will, run straight to Hell and back Straight to Hell and back When they turn out all their lights And Im left to brood at night Always, return to Hell and back Straight to Hell and back Straight to Hell and back I will, run straight to Hell and back... no I become two We become one Unbridled, unequal Unholy, undone The path is cut deep The path is worn well I follow my footsteps To the warmth of Hell The warmth of Hell After everyone goes home And Im left here on my own I will, run straight to Hell and back Straight to Hell and back Straight to Hell and back When they turn out all their lights And Im left to brood at night Always, return to Hell and back Return to Hell and back Straight to Hell and back Straight to Hell and back I will, run straight to Hell and back Straight down

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From where I stand I see Pain, suffering, and misery The more I see The less, the less I believe From where I stand I see Hate, violence, and war The more I see The less, the less I believe, yeah The more I see The less, the less I believe, yeah I believe From where I stand I see Pain, suffer, and misery, yeah The more I see The less, the less I believe, yeah The more I see The more I see The more I see, yeah The more I see, yeah The more I see, yeah The less, the less I believe

You don’t actually care You don’t actually care You don’t actually care Love for you is no beginning You’re not really there, hallucination I thought you were listening, hallucination I thought you were listening, hallucination I understand you think you’re above it The adolescent sense of the sky The feeling of billowing heartbeats The fingertips run through your hair They run through your hair, hallucination, hallucination Oh, you think you’re so special That there’s no law meant for you! You come and go like the goddess you are We’re mere mortals below! Fingertips run through your hair We are mere mortals below Are meant to be peons! Are meant to be servants! Are meant to be dismissible objects One fucks with One fucks with Poor pitiful creature The winner in heartbreak The winner in caring The winner in every miniscule method of wearing Your heart on your sleeve A red star of idiocy An idiot’s idiocy My, my caring for you Caring for you Do you think we’re a book Some kind of a table You can rest your feet on when you’re able? Red star of idiocy An idiot’s idiocy My caring for you Poor pitiful creature To notice the pining The self deprivation The self flagellation of you Dear worshipers We do like you regal We do like you haughty We do love to look upon your perfect body! The hair on your shoulders The smell of your armpit The taste of your vulva and everything on it We all really love you! And you have no meaning You don’t even see us! You were never caring! You go do what you do! You do it for you, no one exists with you! You’re way above caring Leave a trail upon the wake That no one ever tries to take Because waiting for you, thinking of you Is another way of dying! Is another way of dying! I am clawing your chest Until your collarbone bleeds Piercing your nipples ’til I bite them off I scratch your face and bite your shoulders Way above caring, way above caring In your Kotex jukebox Your Kotex jukebox I’m doomed, I’m swearing, waiting for you In your high heels and nightie Your leather dress squeaking Latex now sweating, waiting for you In your tincture, your opium white bathrobe Your white tiles run red now Are we both dead now? The liquid exchange of our heart The liquid exchange of our heart Are we both dead now? Youre way above caring Your heart on your sleeve! A red star of idiocy An idiot’s idiocy My caring! My caring for you! My caring for you! You’re way beyond caring Your heart on your sleeve A red star of idiocy An idiot’s idiocy My caring for you Oblivious to caring Leave a trail upon the wake That no one ever tries to take Because waiting for you Because thinking of you Is another way of dying! Youre way above caring! Oblivious to caring! Oblivious to caring! You poor pitiful creature The mistake of feeling The one who rejects you is the winner, it’s true The winner in heartbreak! The winner in caring! The winner in every minuscule method of wearing! Your heart on your sleeve A red star of idiocy An idiot’s idiocy Your heart on your fucking sleeve My caring for you We were meant to be peons We’re meant to be peons Mere mortals below Meant to be servants Meant to be dismissible objects one fucks with Oh, oh, oh you’re so special No law meant for you You come and go like the goddess you are! The fingertips run through your hair A billowing heart beats Feeling, feeling Ah, ah, ah! What a glorious feeling To be so rejected So rejected An idiot’s idiocy My caring for you You think I’m a book or a table You can rest your fucking feet on When you’re able The taste of your vulva, everything on it The hair on your shoulders The smell of your armpit We do love you, to look upon your perfect body We love you regal, we love you haughty Oblivious to caring! Oblivious to caring! Caring Caring Oh my dear Oh my dear! Oh my dear! Oblivious to caring... Are we really dead now?! Are we both dead now?!

Gimme Fuel, gimme fire, gimme that which I desire! Oouh... Turn on the dynamo Into the wild I go... No other place I know! I know Turn on, I see red Warhorse, Warhead Throttle up for speed ahead! Yeah ahead... Ooooh, on I burn Fuel is pumping engines Burning hard, loose, and clean Ooooh, and on I burn Turning my direction Quench my thirst with gasoline So gimme fuel, gimme fire, gimme that which I desire Oouh... Cant fight the need for speed Im loose , Im clean Im burning lean and mean And mean! Ignite the open trail Excite , exhale, comin on, hot from hell! Yeah hot from hell! Ooooh, on I burn Fuel is pumping engines Burning hard, loose, and clean Ooooh, and on I burn Turning my direction Quench my thirst with gasoline So gimme fuel, gimme fire, gimme that which I desire Oooh, yeah-heh On I burn! Gimme me fuel Give me fire My desire Ooooh, on I burn Fuel is pumping engines Burning hard, loose, and clean And I burn Turning my direction Quench my thirst with gasoline Gimme fuel, gimme fire, gimme that which I desire! Oouh! Oouh!

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You cant put a butterfly in a jar If the efforts too high no matter who you are You cant catch the moon, or the sun or the stars It doesnt matter who you are Iced honey Iced honey Now me, Ive tried a million tricks To make life cold and make it stick Not running heat that flames then out But the proud piece of ice that always floats In iced honey Iced honey If I cant trap a butterfly or a bee If I cant keep my heart where I want it to be If no matter how much soul and heart I put to the wood If a flaming heart is not that good Iced honey Iced honey If you cant put a butterfly in a jar If violence marks your final hour If you make others feel like jam Poured on a piece of charbroiled lamb If its all mixed up and you cannot shout And your oxygen starts to run out If your final gasp has the recipe wrong And instead of hello you say so long If your energy starts to leak out And people wonder what youre all about A heartbreaker with an unattached heart The story of love gives them all a start And me, Ive always been this way Not by choice, just this way I cant put my honey pot in a jar Or a heart or a fist of a-some young boy If you cant put a butterfly in a jar No wonder, no need to wonder Where you are It might seem like Hell, the river Styx Your affection never sticks No matter what you say No matter what you do A butterfly heart Flies right past you There is nothing to say Nothing to do See if the ice will melt for you See if the ice will melt for you See if the ice will melt for you See if the ice will melt for you See if the ice will melt for you Iced honey Iced honey Oooh, iced honey Iced honey See if the ice will melt for you See if the ice will melt for you See if the ice will melt for you See if the ice will melt for you Iced honey Iced honey Oooh, iced honey See if the ice will melt for you Iced honey Oooh, iced honey Iced honey

Sound of gunfire comes through the night Killing and hatred, it is a terrible sight Reports come in of the heavy attack Message is seen, we are moving back Preparations are made for the journey back It is a survival, supplies are packed No more nights in this eternal hell Destination is simple, we move out Killing time - Your lifes on the line Killing time - Your turn to kill Killing time - What do you say Killing time, ah killing time And he knew what he needed to keep us alive No time for cowardice, kill and survive Like a killer kid with a switchblade knife Nasty word, he will take your life The silence is over, they attack again Killing and hatred drive me insane Reports come in of a heavy attack Message is seen, we are moving back Killing time - You left from the line Killing time - Your turn to kill Killing time - What do you say Killing time, ah killing time Sound of gunfire comes through the night Killing and hatred, it is a terrible sight Reports come in of the heavy attack Message is seen, we are moving back And he knew what he needed to keep us alive No time for cowardice, kill and survive Like a killer kid with a switchblade knife Nasty word, he will take your life Killing time - You left from the line Killing time - Your turn to kill Killing time - What do you say Killing time, ah killing time

Im built like you are I have a dress and a train Your snake cold lips make a harsh straight line That echoes through my brain Youre perfect! Let me lift a glass high Let me follow in your footsteps! Let me follow in your sigh! Im a woman who likes men But this is something else... Ive never felt such stirrings! I feel like I was someone else I wish you could tie me up and beat me! Crush me like a kick! A bleeding strap across my back! Some blood that you could kiss Oh kiss away, oh kiss away I wish there was a strap of blood That you could kiss away I wish there was a strap of blood That you could kiss away Tie me with a scarf and jewels Put a bloody gag to my teeth I beg you to degrade me! Is there waste that I could eat? I am a secret lover, I am your little girl Please spit into my mouth Im forever in your swirl You are heartless and I love that You have no use of me But I open the sticks, sticky legs I bear And then insert a fist, an arm Some lost appendage Please open me, I beg! You are my Goliath You are my Goliath And I am Mistress Dread Oh, I am Mistress Dread Oh, I am Mistress Dread Open and release me I love you in my head Oh, kiss away, kiss away Kiss away, kiss away All I ask my baby Kiss away All I ask my baby Kiss away

Why do you cheat on me Why do I cheat on thee Why do I cheat on me Why do I cheat on me I have a passionate heart It can tear us apart I have the loves of many men But I don’t love any of them Why do I cheat on me Why do I cheat on me Why do I cheat on thee Why do I cheat on me, why Why do I cheat on me, why Come on! Why do I cheat on me Why do I cheat on thee Why do I cheat on me You have your feelings I have mine I spit upon you and change my mind I have many hearts to break And many, many, many more to take Let the light of stars pour out Like a candle in a spout Let the wick recede and break Let the starlight radiate Why do you cheat on me Why do I cheat on me Why do I cheat on me Why do I cheat on thee Why do I desecrate me? Why do I cheat on me Why do I cheat on me Why do you cheat on me Why do I cheat on me Why do I piss my dreams? Thats because thats what it is I have the drive, I got the scope If I, if I, if I, could I give you a rope? Your love means zero to me I’m a passionate-less wave upon the sea Passionate-less wave upon the sea Why, why, why do you cheat on me Why, why, why do I cheat on me Why do I cheat on me Why do I cheat on me Why do I cheat on me Why do I cheat on myself? Well, I got nobody else! Why do you cheat on me Why do I cheat, cheat, cheat, cheat, cheat on me? WHY?! Do I cheat on myself? Well, well, well, I really have nobody else Why do you cheat Why do you cheat on me Why do you cheat, cheat on me Why do I cheat on me Why do you cheat on me Why do I cheat on me Your love means zero to me Why do I cheat on me Your love means zero to me Why do I cheat on myself Why, why, why do you cheat, cheat on me Well, I got nobody else! Why do I cheat on me Your love means zero to me Why do you cheat on me Why do you cheat on me Why do I cheat on myself Your love means zero to me Ah, your love means zero to me Why do I cheat on me? Why do I cheat on myself? Cheat on, why do I cheat on ya? I really got nobody else Why do I cheat on thee Why do I cheat on me Why do I cheat on me Why do you cheat on me Why do I cheat on me Why do you cheat on me Why do I cheat on me Why do you cheat on me Why do you cheat on me? I’m only young once! I want to taste it all and have fun! I have no real feelings in my soul! Where most have passion I got a hole! I really got nobody else I want lovers like the rain So many of them, so much the same Why do I cheat on me You say you love me, I know it’s true But I, I, I don’t love you Why do I cheat on me Why do you cheat on me Your love means zero to me Why do I cheat on me Passionate-less wave Why do I cheat on me Your love means zero Your love means zero Your love means zero to me

Frustration In my lexicon of hate I see you with your portraiture Does he love you? Does he love you too? The brush strokes Kiss your breasts and toes I cry icicles in my stein The heartbeats flutter with an abnormal rhythm The pain shoots through my body A sword between my thighs I wish that I could kill you But I do love your eyes You’re feeling less whore but you stimulate The hatred smolders in your eyes I’d drop to my knees in a second To salivate in your thighs But all I do is fall over! I don’t have the strength I once had In you and your prickless lover And his easel in his eyes I feel the pain creep up my leg Blood runs from my nose I puke my guts out at your feet You are more man than I To be dead to have no feeling To be dry and spermless Like a girl, like a girl I want so much to hurt ya I want so much to hurt you I want so much to hurt you Marry me, I want you as my wife Spermless like a girl More man than I More man than I Frustration In my lexicon of hate You’re feeling less like a whore but you Stimulate All I do is fall over I don’t have the strength I once had All I do is fall over I don’t have the strength I once had And you, and you, and you And your prickless lover And his easel in his eyes The pain creeps up from my leg Blood runs from my nose I puke my guts out at your feet You are more man than I To be dead to have no feeling To be dry and spermless like a girl I want you so much to hurt you I want so much to hurt you I want so much to hurt you I want you as a wife Frustration is my lexicon of hate Frustration is my lexicon of hate Fru-fru-frustration, my lexicon of hate Lexicon of hate Frustration I cry icicles Heartbeats flutter Abnormal rhythm I wish that I could kill you! But I do love your eyes I want you as my wife Spermless like a girl Frustration Frustration The pain creeps up from my leg Blood running from my nose I puke my guts out at your feet Youre, youre, youre, youre Youre more man than I More man than I More man than I Frustration Frustration Lucky feeling More man than I Marry me, marry me, marry me I want you as a wife Spermless as a girl In my lexicon of hate More man than I Fru-fru-frustration Frustration

So close no matter how far Couldnt be much more from the heart Forever trusting who we are And nothing else matters I never opened myself this way Life is ours, we live it our way All these words I dont just say And nothing else matters Yeah, trust I seek and I find in you Every day for us something new Open mind for a different view And nothing else matters Never cared for what they do Never cared for what they know And I know So close no matter how far It couldnt be much more from the heart Forever trusting who we are And nothing else matters Never cared for what they do Never cared for what they know And I know, yeah thats right Never opened myself this way Life is ours, we live it our way All these words I dont just say And nothing else matters Yeah Trust I seek and I find in you Every day for us something new Open mind for a different view And nothing else matters Never cared for things they say Never cared for games they play I never cared for what they do I never cared for what they know And I know, yeah yeah yeah

All within my hands Squeeze it in, crush it down All within my hands Hold it dear, hold it suffocate and All within my hands Love to death, smack you around and round and All within my hands Beware Love is control I’ll die if I let go Love is control Ill die if I let go Kill all within my hands Crush all within my hands Choke all within my hands Kill all within my hands again, yeah All within my hands Take your fear, pump you up All within my hands Let you run, then I pull your leash and All within my hands Under thumb, under to myself All within my hands Beware Love is control Ill die if I let go Love is control I’ll die if I let go Kill all within my hands Crush all within my hands Choke all within my hands Kill all within my hands again, yeah I will only let you breathe My air that you receive Then well see if I let you love me I will only let you breathe The air that you receive Then well see if I let you love me now Oh, I will only let you breathe My air that you receive Then well see if I let you love me I will only let you breathe The air that you receive Then well see if I let you love me now All within my hands Squeeze it in, crush it down All within my hands Hold it dear, hold it suffocate and All within my hands Beware Love is control Ill die if I let go Love is control Ill die if I let go

Only way to feel the noise Is when it is good and loud So good I cant believe it Screaming with the crowd Dont sweat it Give it back to you Dont sweat it Give it back to you Overkill, Overkill, Overkill On your feet you feel the beat It goes straight to your spine Shake your head, you must be dead If it dont make you fly Dont sweat it Give it back to you Dont sweat it Give it back to you Overkill, Overkill, Overkill Know your bodys made to move It goes straight to your spine You got to move it If it dont make you fly Dont sweat it Give it back to you Dont sweat it Give it back to you Overkill, Overkill, Overkill

Little dog who can’t get in Moaning at the bed side Moaning from each limb Little dog who can’t get in Can only cry but Can not swim Pony legs, little trot Little dog has to wait a lot The bigger dog has got his spot And elbowed him away Listen to him barking Listen to him call Little dog don’t have much at all A puny body and a tiny dick A little dog can make you sick If you got the money you can go to the top The female dog don’t care what you got As long as you can raise that Little doggie face to a cold hearted pussy You could have a taste A taste of what the big dog got The little dog with the one hundred dollar spot Can run his tongue over the hot in trot Hot in trot Run his tongue over the hot in trot Money can do anything Tell me what you want My small dog, he want what I got Wants to run his tongue over my hot spot Pathetic little dog The little man follows his nose Counts his fingers and his toes He still got those Pathetic little dog Following his nose But it needs my money to buy I am an up while you’re a down The spring and the will follow me around While you sniff your shit in the wind Money can do anything Tell me what it is you want Just tell me what it is you want I am up while you are a down The spring and the will follow me around Tell me what it is you want You sniff your shit in the wind Follow me around Pathetic little dog

What Ive felt, what Ive known Never shined through in what Ive shown Never be, never see Wont see what might have been What Ive felt, what Ive known Never shined through in what Ive shown Never free, never me So I dub thee unforgiven Architect can build it, you can see it Aye, Aye A paranoid mind is a crutch, like anything sitting for a while gon’ rust That’s why I stand out and while you climb the ladder people got they hands out Something you dont know about The hustle got harder had to move up out thе house I was 16 hiding condoms in my couch But this seed gon’ sprout, the elitе don’t doubt And life aint fair that’s why I’m speaking for you now My reflection is a martyr’s own And god knows I be verbose, that’s why my words always feel close I been protected, they want my essence but I’m aggressive, they wont catch me, I euro stepped it, it’s destined Take a look at my expressions, I’m all festive and invested in my message Unforgiven man they still dont see the vision If we all pump fakin’ who gon really make decisions boy What Ive felt, what Ive known Never shined through in what Ive shown Never be, never see Wont see what might have been What Ive felt, what Ive known Never shined through in what Ive shown Never free, never me So I dub thee unforgiven I was a hellion, feeding off rebellion When you hate the teacher, you miss all of your lesson Been lost for a while now, I’m just good at fakin’ The names and the face it keep changin’ but the strategy still remain the same in the end Gold fangs in their neck, sweet taste of revenge You cannot kill what’s already dead Straight up, hell bent, opposite of heaven sent, until my soul lift And I’m just a skelton, day of reckonin’, will I get my recognition in the end ? Unforgivable, like cheating on your wife on your wedding night When I’m consumed by the darkness, I’m truly in my prime The walls are closing in on us, the foundations givin’ out Bu I never felt more alive than I do now What Ive felt, what Ive known Never shined through in what Ive shown Never be, never see Wont see what might have been What Ive felt, what Ive known Never shined through in what Ive shown Never free, never me So I dub thee unforgiven I’m tryin’ to stop thinkin’ about the bad But will we ever stop thinkin’ about our past Regrets, grudges, everything that aint last Feel like I’m under water trying to throw punches but I’m hittin’ glass Nobody told me life would be so, up and down steep slope Feel the incline, big smoke When I didn’t have a single dollar to my name, I still had hope, I still had faith Still your number one fan, keep your picture in my wallet So young, so happy, so pure, no malice They say life full circle, kinda feelin’ off balance But I know a new day, bring a whole new challenge A new chapter it was written like the stories of old Unforgiven but I bask in this glory I own What Ive felt, what Ive known Never shined through in what Ive shown Never free, never me So I dub thee unforgiven

Hey babe dont act so scared All I want is some special care On the run from some institution All I want is some constellation And I can tell by his face I am a total disgrace Put me inside this place Move over for a damage case Hey baby wait a minute, stop Dont run away, dont call a cop I am not looking to victimize you All I want to do is tantalize you I can tell by your face I am all over this place I can tell by your face Got no time for a damage case, no time baby Hey babe dont turn away I am here tomorrow, gone today I dont know what you think your game is I dont care if you want your name is And I can tell by this face You are all over the place I can tell by his face Move over for a damage case Get the fuck over man

I see that nothing has changed Insist on playing games Some waste of time you are And you are so popular Well this is it you bitch I have got to make my switch I am just another john I know whats going on Your move What do I have to lose? Stalemate No, too late, too late I thought you was for real But you are a rip-off deal Dont give me all that crap I just escaped your trap I think you see the joke But you are just chasing smoke You are not another one I know whats going on Your move What do I have to lose? Stalemate No, too late, too late Misunderstanding me The way you feel so free I am going to jump the gun Oh I am gonna hit and run Your credibility Dont cut no ice with me Another privilege gone I know whats going on Your move What do I have to lose? Stalemate No, too late, too late Oh oh, too late, too late

RRRYeah! End of passion play, crumbling away Im your source of self-destruction Veins that pump with fear, sucking darkest clear Leading on your deaths construction Ooo, taste me you will see More is all you need Youre dedicated to How Im killing you Come crawling faster Obey your master Your life burns faster Obey your master Master Master of puppets, Im pulling your strings, yeah Twisting your mind, smashing your dreams Blinded by me, you cant see a thing Just call my name cause Ill hear you scream Master Master Just call my name cause Ill hear you scream Master Master Hell yeah! Needlework the way, never you betray Life of death becoming clearer Pain monopoly, r-r-r-ritual misery Chop your breakfast on a mirror Ooo, taste me you will see More, thats all you need Youre dedicated to How Im fucking you Come crawling faster Obey your master Your life burns faster Obey your master Master Master of puppets, Im pulling your strings, yeah Twisting your mind, smashing your dreams Blinded by me, you cant see a thing Just call my name cause Ill hear you scream Master Master Just call my name Ill hear you scream Master Master, rrruh! Master.. Master, Master, where’s those dreams that I’ve been after? Master, Master, you promised only lies Laughter, laughter, all I hear or see is laughter Laughter, laughter, laughing at my cries FIX ME, BABY!!!! Shhhh... Rhah! Hell is worth all that, natural habitat Just a rhyme without a reason Never ending maze, drift on numbered days Now your life is out of season I will occupy I will help you die I will run through you Now I rule you too Come crawling faster Obey your master Your life burns faster Obey your master Master Master of puppets, Im pulling your strings, yeah Twisting your mind, smashing your dreams, baby Blinded by me, you cant see a thing Just call my name, Ill hear you scream Master Master Just call my name cause Ill hear you scream Master Master Shhhh Ha ha ha ha Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha Ayyyy yeah Whoooo Thank you, baby

Opposition - Contradiction Premonition - Compromise Agitation - Violation Masturbation... On our face Darkest color: Blistered Earth... True death of life Never hunger - Never prosper I have fallen prey to failure... Struggle within triggered again Now the candle burns at both ends... Halls of Justice painted green, money talking Power wolves beset your door, hear them stalking Soon youll please their appetite, they devour Hammer of Justice crushes you, overpower The ultimate in vanity Exploiting their supremacy I cant believe the things you say I cant believe, I cant believe the price you pay Nothing can save you Justice is lost - Justice is raped - Justice is gone Pulling your strings... Justice is done Seeking no truth - Winning is all Find it so grim, so true, so real Apathy, their stepping stone, so unfeeling Hidden, deep animosity, so deceiving Thru your eyes, their light burns, hoping to find Inquisition sinking you with prying minds The ultimate in vanity Exploiting their supremacy I cant believe the things you say I cant believe, I cant believe the price you pay Nothing can save you Justice is lost - Justice is raped - Justice is gone Pulling your strings... Justice is done Seeking no truth - Winning is all Find it so grim, so true, so real Blackened is the end - Winter it will send Throwing all you see into obscurity Death of Mother Earth - Never a rebirth Evolutions end - Never will it mend... Never Fire, to begin whipping dance of the dead Blackened is the end To begin whipping dance of the dead Color our world blackened Fire is the outcome of hypocrisy Darkest potency In the exit of Humanity Color our world blackened! Blackened!

Mama, they try and break me The window burns to light the way back home A light that warms, no matter where theyve gone Theyre off to find the hero of the day But what if they should fall by someones wicked way, yeah? Still the window burns Time so slowly turns And someone there is sighing Keepers of those flames Cant you feel your names? Cant you hear your babies crying. yeah? Oh, they try and break me... Still they try and break me, yeah... Excuse me while I tend to how I feel These things return to me that still seem real Now deservingly, this easy chair But the rocking stopped by wheels of despair Dont want your aid But the fist Ive made For years wont hold or feel No, Im not all me So please excuse me While I tend to how I feel, ah! But now the dreams and waking screams That never last the night So build the wall, behind it crawl And hide until its light Cant you hear your babies crying now? I cant hear you! Still the window burns Time so slowly turns And someone there is sighing Keepers of those flames Cant you feel your name Cant you hear your babies crying But now the dreams and waking screams That never last the night So build the wall, behind it crawl And hide until its light Cant you hear your babies crying now? Mama, they try and break me Mama, they try and break me Mama, they try and break me Mama, they try Mama, they try Hey! Mama, they try and break me Mama, they try and break me Mama, they try and break me Mama, they try Mama, they try, yeah Mama

Eah, we did it. Its on fire Louder! Yeah we did it. Its on fire We are ready to rock this, ready to rock this We got Metallica, Metallica in here Ja Rule, Swizz, Swizz the monster Lets go... Just when you thought it was over Just when you thought we were done Just when you thought it was safe, man We did it, did it again We did it, did it again I love fast cars, fast broads Cause Im a rock star baby Born in the U.S.A Imma hit the highway On my Harley, do about 30 Blowin Ls, taking it easy Any woman that wont please me, I give her up Anything that touch the Rule man, give it up And I know you all are saying Damn, he did it, did it again More than this, nevermore your whipping boy Louder, yeah, we did it, scream More than this, nevermore your whipping boy Yeah, we did it. Lets go Just when you thought it was over, word Just when you thought we were done, yeah Just when you thought it was safe man, cmon We did it, did it again Just when you thought it was over, woo Just when you thought we were done, yeah Just when you thought it was safe man, cmon We did it, did it again Who loves a little rock n roll Mixed with a little bit of hip-hop soul? We do Yeah, we did it, did it again Believe in the air ya breathe in Have a bad work week with a freaky weekend Dont matter what you spit cause youre living it up Damn if we dont do it again Come on in, baby, bring some friends We having a party tonight Ill bring the juice, the gin, the weed, the Hens Swizz! We did it, did it again More than this, nevermore your whipping boy Louder, yeah, we did it, scream More than this, nevermore your whipping boy Yeah, we did it. Lets go Just when you thought it was over, woo Just when you thought we were done, yeah Rip that smile right off your face Just when you thought it was over, woo Just when you thought we were done, yeah Rip that smile right off your face, cmon Fast cars, fast broads, Im a rock star, baby Born in the U.S.A., highway, Harley Kirk! Kill em! Who loves a little rock n roll Mixed with a little hip-hop soul? We do. We do. We do Now break it down, break it down More than this, nevermore your whipping boy Louder, yeah, we did it, scream More than this, nevermore your whipping boy Yeah, we did it, lets go Just when you thought it was over, woo Just when you thought we were done, yeah Just when you thought it was safe, man We did it, did it again Just when you thought it was over, woo Just when you thought we were done, yeah Just when you thought it was safe, cmon Man, we did it, did it again Yeah, you know, its about that time Rip that smile right off your face Ja Rule, baby. Metallica. Swizz What you want with this? Rip that smile right off your face Cmon, yo. Yeah. Soda poppin. You know Rip that smile right off your face Rule baby, Metallica. Swizz Beatz fucking with that Rip that smile right off your face We did it, did it again

You think you see me in the glass You think you hear me better listen fast I think I see you gone to seed Think your reason is your guilt and greed You are out there on your own Your face turned to stone What ever happened to your life Stone dead forever All right You are a financial wizard Top tycoon You are Sweet long lizard With a silver spoon You know you have never had it Quite so good And you didnt know That you even could Your time has come to own Your touch turned to gold What ever happened to your life? Stone dead forever All right Its been a long time Its been a long long wait And you caught your fingers In the pearly gates You better leave your number And we will call you You know your problem Thats not exactly new Your time has come today Your face has turned to hey What ever happened to your life? Stone dead forever Thats right

Over and under, do you go down to the sea Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Sweet and timely caress, dear babe fulfillin me I can feel her heart, it is beating down inside Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Tasty, tasty, tasty, tasty Into her valley, all her charms taste of love Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Fragrance of my dreams, yeah go down, take my love Oh yeah, yeah Taste my bitter wine, cos theres something boiling up inside Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Tasty, tasty, tasty, tasty Faster......love.... Make me go..... Shoot me Faster, faster Love, sucking my love Oh Lord, sucking my love Oh Lord, sucking my love

Oi!Oi!Oi!Oi!Oi! Make his fight on the hill in the early day Constant chill deep inside Shouting gun, on they run through the endless grey On they fight, for theyre right Yes, but whos to say? For a hill, men would kill Why? They do not know Stiffened wounds test their pride Men of five still alive through the raging glow Gone insane from this pain that they surely know For whom the bell tolls Oo - Time marches on I want it Absolutely! Take a look to the sky just before you die Its the last time you will Blackened roar, massive roar fills the crumbling sky Shattered goal fill his soul with a ruthless cry Stranger now are his eyes to this mystery Hears the silence so loud Crack of dawn, all is gone except the will to be Now they see what will be, blinded eyes to see For whom the bell tolls Ooh - Time marches on Give it to me You betcha

Im digging my way Yes, Im digging my way to something Im digging my way to something better Im pushing to stay, yeah Yes, Im pushing to stay with something Im pushing to stay with something better Ooh oh oh yeah Ooh oh oh yeah Oh yeah Im sowing the seeds, yes Yes, Im sowing the seeds Ive taken Sowing the seeds I take for granted, ah This thorn in my side Yes, this thorn in my side is from the tree This thorn in my side is from the tree Ive planted Oh, It tears me and I bleed, yeah And I bleed Whoa whoa Whoa Caught under wheels roll I take that leech Im bleeding me Cant stop to save my soul I take that leash thats leading me Im bleeding me, whoa Ooo, I cant take it Caught under wheels roll, whoa oh The bleeding of me, oo yeah Yes, of me Whooooa The bleeding of me, yeah Hey! Im caught under wheels roll I take that leech Im bleeding me I cant stop to save my soul I take that leash thats leading me Im bleeding me, whoa oooh I cant take it Caught under wheels roll, whoa oh The bleeding of me Oh oh oh The bleeding of me Ooh oh He, he! Hey! I am the beast that feeds the feast I am the blood, I am release Come make me pure Bleed me a cure Im caught, Im caught, Im caught under Caught under wheels roll I take that leech Im bleeding me I cant stop to save my soul I take that leash thats leading me Im bleeding me, whoa oh I cant take it, I cant take it, I cant take it Oh The bleeding of me Yeah Im bleeding me Cmon, bleeding me Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh Yeah Im digging my way, yeah Yes, Im digging my way to something Im digging my way to something better, yeah Im pushing to stay, hey Yes, Im pushing to stay with something Im pushing to stay with something better, yeah With something better Thank you friends We shall return

Fortune, fame Mirror vain Gone insane But the Yeah! Heavy rings on fingers wave Another star denies the grave See the nowhere crowd Cry the nowhere tears of honor Like twisted vines that grow Hide and swallow mansions whole Dim the light of an already faded prima donna Fortune, fame Mirror vain Gone insane Fortune, fame Mirror vain Gone insane But the Yeah! Heavy rings hold cigarettes Up to lips that time forgets While the Hollywood sun sets behind your back Cant the band play on? Just listen, they play my song Ash to ash Dust to dust Fade to black Yeah Fortune, fame Mirror vain Gone insane Fortune, fame Mirror vain Gone insane Dance little tin goddess Sing it for us! Are you singing? Drift away F-f-fade away Little tin goddess Ash to ash Dust to dust Fade to black Fortune, fame Mirror vain Gone insane Fortune, fame Mirror vain Gone insane But the memory remains Ash to ash Dust to dust Fade to black The memory remains Yeah To the faded prima donna, yeah, yeah, yeah hey Ah, suck it! Dance little tin goddess dance Sing it, baby! Sing it! Sing it! To the head

Yeah Oh yeah Let loose, man! Say your prayers, little one Dont forget, my son To include everyone I tuck you in, warm within Keep you free from sin Til the sandman he comes Sleep with one eye open Gripping your pillow tight Exit light What is it? Enter night Take my hand Were off to never-never land Yeah yeah Somethings wrong, shut the light Heavy thoughts tonight And they arent of Snow White Dreams of war, dreams of liars Dreams of dragons fire And of things that will bite, yeah Sleep with one eye open Gripping your pillow tight Exit light Cmon! Enter night Take my hand Were off to never-never land Mootherfucker yeah Oooh yeah Put your hands together! Now I lay me down to sleep Now I lay me down to sleep Pray the lord my soul to keep Pray the lord my soul to keep If I die before I wake If I die before I wake Pray the lord my soul to take Pray the lord my soul to take Hush, little baby, dont say a word And never mind that noise you heard Its just the beasts under your bed In your closet, in your head Exit light Come on! Enter night Grain of sand, yeah! Exit light Enter night Take my hand Ooo, were off to never-never land Boo! Yeah yeah! Whoa yeah! Ooh-whooooah Were off to never-never land Take my hand Were off to never-never land Take my hand Were off to never-never land Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi! Thank you very much, friends! That felt good, man Thanks for coming on down here, man Making us feel good

Messenger of fear in sight Dark deception kills the light Hybrid children watch the sea Pray for Father, roaming free Fearless wretch, insanity He watches, lurking beneath the sea Great old one, forbidden site He searches, hunter of the shadows is rising, ah! Immortal In madness you dwell Ha ha! Not dead, which eternal lies Stranger eons, death may die Drain you of your sanity Face the thing that should not be Fearless wretch, insanity He watches, lurking beneath the sea Great old one, forbidden site He searches, hunter of the shadows is rising, ha ha! Immortal In madness you dwell Oh my God! In madness you dwell Fearless wretch, insanity He watches, lurking beneath the sea Great old one, forbidden site He searches, hunter of the shadows is rising, ha ha! Immortal In madness we dwell Yeah Face the thing that should not be Thank you

Has he lost his mind? Can he see or is he blind? Can he walk at all Or if he moves will he fall? Is he alive or dead? Has he thoughts within his head? Well just pass him there Why should we even care? He was turned to steel In the great magnetic field Where he traveled time For the future of mankind Nobody wants him He just stares at the world Planning his vengeance That he will soon unfold Now the time is here For iron man to spread fear Vengeance from the grave Kills the people he once saved Nobody wants him They just turn their heads Nobody helps him Now he has his revenge Heavy boots of lead Fills his victims full of dread Running as fast as they can Iron man lives again!

Luck Runs Out Crawling from the wreckage one more time This map is teared, cant read the signs Boulevard is rusted, hard to turn On the path of destruction, feel it burn Feel safe In the danger Feel good In the bad Got the burning Got the speed Lose your turn You crash and burn You walk away Cause it aint no good when theres nothing Aint no good when you cant go wrong Crash and burn and you walk away How many times can I hear you say Aint no good when theres nothing Aint no good when you cant go wrong Luck. Runs. Out You crawl back in But your luck runs out Luck Runs Out In love with my struggle And in love with my pain Much needed to keep me down again Dont allow myself to feel too good Unworthy of me couldnt if I could Feel safe In the danger Feel good In the bad Got the burning Got the speed Lose your turn You crash and burn You walk away Cause it aint no good when theres nothing Aint no good when you cant go wrong Crash and burn and you walk away How many times can I hear you say Aint no good when theres nothing Aint no good when you cant go wrong Luck. Runs. Out You crawl back in But your luck runs out So you crawl back in Deep in your obsession Sent to crash and burn This is your confession Cause it aint no good when theres nothing Aint no good when you cant go wrong Crash and burn and you walk away How many times can I hear you say Aint no good when theres nothing Aint no good when you cant go wrong Luck. Runs. Out You crawl back in But your luck runs out

These mist covered mountains Are a home now for me But my home is the lowlands And always will be Some day youll return to Your valleys and your farms And youll no longer burn To be brothers in arms Through these fields of destruction Baptism of fire Ive witnessed your suffering As the battles raged higher And though they did hurt me so bad Through the fear and alarm You did not desert me My brothers in arms There are many different worlds So many different suns But we all have just one world But we live in different ones Now the suns gone to hell And the moons riding high Let me bid you farewell Every mans got to die But its written in the starlight And in the line on your palm Were all fools to make war On our brothers in arms Yea, were all fools Were all fools Were all fools Oh, such fools Were all fools To make war On our brothers Were all fools

Look my friends to the golden sign Lonely folks giving me the eye Sacrifice with the golden rod The virgin queen to the newfound god The offering to the deity The only thing that their minds will see They see it right They see it well But they think hell save them from their hell Look my friends to the golden sign Lonely folks giving me the eye Sacrifice with the golden rod The virgin queen to the newfound god Offering to the deity The only thing that their minds will see They see it right They see it well But they think hell save them from their hell

Yeah, I feel you too Feel, those things you do In your eyes I see a fire that burns To free the you Thats wanting through Deep inside you know Seeds I plant will grow One day you will see And dare to come down to me Yes, come on, come on now take the chance Thats right Lets dance Snake, I am the snake Tempting, that bite you take Let me free your mind Leave yourself behind Be not afraid Ive got what you need Hunger I will feed One day you will see And dare to come down to me Yeah come on, come on now take the chance Thats right, come dance Come dancing! One day you will see And dare to come down to me Yeah come on, come on now take the chance Thats right Hey!, I feel you too Feel, those things you do In your eyes I see a fire that burns To free the you Thats running through Yeah, deep inside you know Seeds I plant will grow One day you will see And dare to come down to me Yeah come on, come on now take the chance Thats right Well dance Its nice to see you here, haha! Thank you Thank you thank you

And the road becomes my bride And the road becomes my bride I have stripped of all but pride So in her I do confide And she keeps me satisfied Gives me all I need And the dust in throat I crave Only knowledge will I save To the game you stay a slave Rover, wanderer Nomad, vagabond Call me what you will But Ill take my time anywhere Im free to speak my mind anywhere Redefine anywhere Anywhere I roam Where I lay my head is home, yeah The Earth become my throne And the Earth become my throne I adapt to the unknown Under wandering stars I have grown By myself but not alone And my ties are severed clean, baby The less I have the more I gain Off the beaten path I reign Rover, wanderer Nomad, vagabond Call me what you will But Ill take my time anywhere Im free to speak my mind anywhere I do my time anywhere Anywhere I roam Where I lay my head is home, yeah But Ill take my time anywhere Hey, Im free to speak my mind Ill do my time anywhere Anywhere I roam Where I lay my head is home, oh yeah Cmon baby But Ill take my time anywhere Im free to speak my mind anywhere I redefine anywhere Anywhere I roam Where I lay my head is home Carved upon my stone My body lies, but still I roam, yeah, yeah Wherever I may roam Ooh, wherever I may roam, yeah Ooh, wherever I may roam Ooh, yeah, wherever I may wander Wherever I may roam Yeah!

Finished with my woman, cause she couldnt help me With my mind People think Im insane because I am frownin All the time All day long, I think of things, but nothin seems To satisfy Think Ill lose my mind if I dont find something To pacify Can you help me Occupy my brain? Oh, yeah! I need someone to show me the things in life That I cant find I cant see the things that make true happiness I must be blind Make a joke an I will sigh an you will laugh An I will cry Happiness, I cannot feel an love, to me Is so unreal An so, as you hear these words tellin you now Of my state I tell you to enjoy life, I wish I could But its too late

1,2 1,2,3,4 Rurh! Off through the new days mist I run Out from the new days mist I have come I hunt Therefore I am Harvest the land Taking of fallen lamb Off through the new days mist I run Out from the new days mist I have come We shift Pulsing with the earth Company we keep Roaming the land while you sleep Shapeshift, nose to the wind Shapeshift, feeling Ive been Move swift, all senses clean Earths gift Back to the meaning of life Bright is the moon high in starlight Chill is the air, cold as steel tonight We shift Call of the wild Fear in your eyes Its later than you realized Shapeshift, nose to the wind Shapeshift, feeling Ive been Move swift, all senses clean, baby Earths gift Back to the meaning of life Rurh! Oooh! Got any wolves out there? Whooooo! I feel a change Back to a better day Hair stands on the back of my neck In wildness is the preservation of the world So seek the wolf in thyself Shapeshift, nose to the wind Shapeshift, feeling Ive been Move swift all senses clean Earths gift Back to the meaning Of wolf and man Oo yeah!

Gimme fueeuf, gimme fiif, gimme that which I hcihw taht Yeah! Table! ...Table! Adrenaline crash and suck my cock Nitro junkie, paint me DED And I see black and whiiiiiiiiiiite One hundred plus through solo C War war, FUCK BEES & Knuckles Through black and white Oooooooh, on I burb Fuel is pumping in MY ASS Burning haaaAAAAᴬᴬᴬᴬᴬᴬᴬᴬᴬᴿᴰ, loose and loose And on I buuᵤᵤᵤᵤᵤᵣₙ Pumping my erection Quench my thirst with STEAMED! HAMS! So gimme emmig Gimme TABAT Gimme that which I desiì͜͡í̧̡̡̀i̕͢͡i̵̢̛i͏̶͘i̸̵̸̛i͏̡͢͜í̸̸̵͞i͏̸̛҉í̡̨͠ YOUUUU Tᴜʀɴ ᵒⁿ beyond ₜₕₑ boooooonenenenenennnǹ̴̢͟n̕n̕͢҉͠n̴̕ Swallow future, spiips Burn your cock upon the table! WHEEEEEEEEEEE, HAHAHA HA! Take the take, DOIN YOUR MOM~ Red lights, EXTRA THICC Another junkie lives THE BEST, THE BEST, THE BEST THE BEST, THE BEST, THE BEST, THE BES- SHUT THE FUCK UP! ᴼᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒʰ, on I burn Fuel fuel fuelfuel fuel fuel Ohhhhh- And on I burn Pumping my ｅｒｅｃｔｉｏｎ Quench my thirst with memes So gimme fire, gimme fuel, gimme that which I desise Yeah-heah Two to the one from the one to the three I like good SPANKING and I like good trees Smoke so much ｗｅｅｄ you wouldnt believe And I get more ass than a TABLE Three to the one from the one to the three I met a bad BEE last night in the D Lemme tell you how I made her leave with me: Conversation Ive been to the mother🦆ing ＴＡＢＬＥ Heard mother██ers talk, seen and dropped If I aint got a weapon Imma pick up a TABLE And when I A̸̷͠A҉A̡ yo ass Im a continue to A̸̷͠A҉A̡ Getcha ass of the wall with your two left feet Its real easy just follow the beat Dont let that fine girl pass you by Look real close cause strobe lights TABLE White knuckle WHY ARE THERE GRAPEFRUITS IN MY Metallica? Ho-ly SHIT! I dont want this to succ. I need a GOOD succ, but that wouldnt be a good succ, thatd be a bad succ. And I dont wanna give you guys bad succ. You deserve good succ. Gimme fuef Give me TABLE Mỳ̴͡y̴̨͟y͠͠҉҉͠ỳ̧͡y̷҉ de҉̴̴͞e̶̸̡̡ȩ̀sį̴i̴̢ii҉̨i̧i̷̴iᶦ͡ᶦ͡ᶦ̷̴͘ᶦ̸̡ᶦ̡́ᶦ͏̴̨ Oooooh, on I burn Fuel is puup si leuf Burning HAAAAAAARD, loose and clean And on I burn Churning my TABLE Quench my TABLE with gasoline Gimme... SHIT! I forget TABLE

I cant remember anything Cant tell if this is true or dream Deep down inside I feel to scream This terrible silence stops me Now that the war is through with me Im waking up, I cannot see That theres not much left of me Nothing is real but pain now Hold my breath as I wish for death Oh, please God, wake me Back in the womb its much too real In pumps life that I must feel But cant look forward to reveal Look to the time when I live Fed through the tube that sticks in me Just like a wartime novelty Tied to machines that make me be Cut this shit off from me Hold my breath as I wish for death Oh, please, God, wake me Please, God, wake me Now the world is gone, Im just one Oh, God help me Hold my breath as I wish for death Oh, please, God, help me Help me! Darkness imprisoning me All that I see Absolute horror I cannot live I cannot die Trapped in myself Body my holding cell Landmine has taken my sight Taken my speech Taken my hearing Taken my arms Taken my legs Taken my soul Left me with life in hell No, no! No, no, no no no! Oh, please, God help me Please, God, help me Hey hey! Hey hey! Hey hey! Hey hey! Hey hey! Hey hey! Thank you

What I have felt What I have known Never shined through in what I have shown Never be, Never see New blood joins the earth And quickly hes subdued Through constant pained disgrace The young boy learns their rules With time the child draws in This whipping boy done wrong Deprived of all his thoughts The young man striggles on add on, Hes known Ooh, a vow unto his own That never from this day His will theyll take away Haan mere kalam ke lakeer Likh diya maine khud se taqdeer Dil se ameer jalan se faqeer Rap ka kabir hip-hop meri heer Aankho se hum chiil Aajma ke dekh mujhe dhund raha aasma me dekh Raaste pe dekh haath aage faasle toh dekh Banna mai saal aankh mere dekh saath mere dekh Junoon mere rag rag me basta hai Baarish jaise behte tab toh Baadal bhi garazta hai Jo Tere liye jwala chhote mere liye maska hai What i have felt What i have known Never shined through in what I have shown Never be, Never see Wont see what might have been What I have felt What I have known Never shined through in what I have shown Never free, Never me So I dub thee unforgiven They dedicate their lives To running all of his He tries to please them all This bitter man he is Throughout his life the same Hes battled constantly This fight he can not win A tired man they see no longer cares The old man then prepares To die regretfully That old man here is me What I have felt What I have known Never shined through in what I have shown Never be, Never see Wont see what might have been What i have felt What i have known Never shined through in what I have shown Never free, Never me So I dub thee unforgiven

Where do I take this pain of mine? I run, but it stays right by my side So tear me open and pour me out Theres things inside that scream and shout And the pain still hates me So hold me until it sleeps Just like the curse, just like the stray You feed it once, and now it stays Now it stays So tear me open, but beware Theres things inside without a care And the dirt still stains me So wash me until Im clean It grips you, so hold me It stains you, so hold me It hates you, so hold me, yeah It holds you, so hold me Until it sleeps Until it sleeps So tell me why youve chosen me Dont want your grip, dont want your greed I dont want it So tear me open, make it gone No longer will you hurt anyone And the hate still shakes me So hold me, until it sleeps It grips you, so hold me It stains you, so hold me oo yeah It hates you so hold me It holds you Holds you Holds you Until it sleeps Until it sleeps Until it sleeps Until it sleeps I dont want it, no Dont want it, want it, want it Want it, want it, no So tear me open, but beware Theres things inside without a care And the dirt still stains me So wash me til Im clean Ill tear thee open, make you gone No longer will you hurt anyone And the hate still shapes me So hold me until it sleeps Until it sleeps Until it sleeps Until it sleeps Until it... Sh sh sh sh sh ..until it sleeps

So, what were gonna do is, were gonna play back some of the bands new songs. Therell be no cameras allowed in there. Therell be no video, no bags in there. You can only walk in with paper and a pencil. - Were ready. - Are there any questions? You want a single? Camera over here. Was there ever a moment you thought about stopping with Metallica or the whole band was falling apart? Was it a kind of a power struggle between you and him? How did you manage to solve this crisis? Where in Gods name are you getting this aggression from on this new album? Wheres it coming from? Why did it take so long to release an album with the new songs? After years, is it possible to retain the fire that, you know, you guys once had at the beginning? Do you think the young generation of metal fans will accept the new album? Eighty-five million records, years. I think its albums and various official releases. One word. Oh, my God. One word to span our career? We are scanning the scene In the city tonight Were looking for you To start up a fight There is an evil feeling in our brains But its nothing new You know it drives us insane Running, on our way Hiding, you will pay Dying, deaths Running, on our way Hiding, you will pay Dying, deaths Searching Seek and destroy Searching Seek and destroy Thank you! After years of headbanging, Metallica bassist Jason Newsted has quit the band, citing: Private and personal reasons and the physical damage that Ive done to myself over the years while playing the music I love. Metallicas management had no comment when asked by MTV News if theres a replacement waiting in the wings. But the band is still scheduled to begin recording a new album this spring. Thats the news for now. Stay tuned for more news. I mean, I think everybody understands the concept of trusting instincts. Thats getting to a place where you dont let egos and let stuff get in the way of artistic expression. You know? I mean, do you wanna say more? I think everybody understands... I met Metallica through Q Prime Management, after having seen me work with another band of theirs, when they called and said that Metallica, with Jason announcing that he was exiting the group, needed to take a look at itself and say: Well, whats going on here? Weve lost touch with our personal relationships, and face some of the issues that I think Q Prime felt that they were headed for. You know, we havent really worked together for almost nine months. When we were talking a couple of days ago about whether-- You know, if we wanted to do this film or not, I was wondering if having these guys in here would affect that. Because Im just-- Theres an intimacy that you get when its just a few people in the room, and Im just wondering if thats gonna get lost, if were gonna go back to sort of, like, battling each other and trying to be, like, all strong and-- What intimacy? What the fuck are you talking about? I think, to me, its not gonna be a matter of whether the cameras are in play, but whether or not you guys are free enough to risk being seen by other people. Were here in the Presidio in San Francisco, and this is gonna be the location where Metallica is gonna start recording their next album. We decided that we didnt wanna go back into a studio again and do kind of, like, the same thing we had done before. We had to kind of change things up. And this is one of the things that we talked about, was to go into a space thats not a studio, bring in kind of, like, a portable studio or a makeshift studio, and basically make the situation uncomfortable. You know, dont buy new furniture, dont paint the walls. Dont do anything. Just keep it Spartan, keep it crude. Theyre such a success that you can get comfortable. I dont think they wanna be comfortable. Theres definitely a vibe in here. They got a lot of attitude, and I think they want it to come out on this next album. How did you approach this record differently? Did you talk about things, did you have ideas, keywords, things like that, that you wanted to put across before you started putting the whole thing together? Well, ego was a big one. Coming in here and not bringing a riff, not bringing a song, not bringing a title. Nothing. Me and James did not meet somewhere else and come in here with material, with songs, with music. This time we all got in a room and just started playing. And thats how we wrote songs. The idea is it should sound like a band getting together in a garage for the first time. Only the bands Metallica. I really like going fast. Just go off and meditate in the wind, you know. As corny as it sounds, it works, and it feels good. Its a good way to just let the weight of the world off every once in a while. It is-- It is kind of strange being, you know, like, a famous guy. You know. This is-- This is part of me thats trying to be unfamous, I guess. But its also go-against-the-rules attitude. You know, is this a big pose? I mean, yes, this is a pose. I mean, am I driving down the street to not get noticed in this thing? I mean, rebellious is kind of what this says, I would say. - Have you got a plug-in here? - Wait. So, what exactly are you doing? Well, youll just hold it above the pickups. Oh, okay. I got you. Yeah! Give me fuel, give me fire Give me that which I desire I got some bad news. Gonna have to-- Change the lyrics? I like this thing, Bob. - What? - I like this thing. I used to kid myself that art was my great escape away from music. And I think Ive become increasingly aware that my interest in art, music and Metallica is not separate from anything. You know, where does he feel that theres enough of that kind of gold thing? How come there isnt another strokes up in that black area up there, where its kind of bare? Where are the starting points and the end points, if you know what I mean? Whens a song done? What the fuck does that mean, anyway? Done. Whens a record done? You know, where does a record start? Where does it end? Where does the process start? Where does the process end? All that type of stuff. Do you know what I mean? - Daddy! - Its really interesting. Yes, sweetie. I dont feel anything great there. I dont think its that great of a riff either. - How do you hear the riff then? - I like that: And then: Yeah. In nine days, itll be my two-year anniversary of surfing. Its taken the place of a lot of bad things in my life. So I basically stopped doing the drugs that I was doing and cut way back on my drinking. You cant surf when youre hung-over. You cant surf if youve been up all night. Well, at least I cant. Theres a sort of individualism, also, about surfing that I like. I mean, when its your moment, man, thats your moment and yours alone. And no one can help you. For all intents and purposes, we go into this record completely equal. Everybody contributing just as much on the lyric front as James contributing with drum parts and... As soon as you started talking about that, I just like... Yeah. Yeah. You flash back now. Well... You wanna hear it with vocals? Go sing it. You guys had some rules about that before. Quite frankly, I dont give a fuck. Im tired of arguing. You couldnt talk about his lyrics, therefore, he couldnt talk about your drumming. - Right. - Do you know what I mean? And you and him did the solos, so you werent allowed to comment on the solos. Do you know what I mean? There was, like, rules. Are you telling me that those boundaries are gone now? In the past, what we did was started with a bunch of ideas existing on tape from everybody. Then me and James would sit down and turn those ideas into songs. And then we would tell the rest of the band what to play and when to play and how to play it. There was never any, just, other ways of doing it. You know, its a whole new thing for me. You know, writing in front of everybody, because Ive always just gone into my own head and wrote stuff down, instead of taking things from outside and putting them down. What I was thinking is, is like-- These are the hands that-- This is the face that-- So its, like-- Building a Frankenstein or something? - Yeah. Pretty much. - Building what? - This is the top of my head thats flat. - A Frankenstein. These are my bolts... Were on the same stream of consciousness here. Were just all working on the same creative wavelength. And its inspiring to me. Now I can further express myself with these lyrics now that, you know, James has opened that door for Lars and I. - This is clay, right? - Yeah. - Not clam. - Clay. These hands finger the clam. These are the eyes That cant see through me This is the tongue That speaks on the inside Make sure you really, like, spit cant see me. These are the eyes That cant see me! These are the eyes That cant see me These are the hands That drop your trust - This is the-- - Yeah. This is the eye-- Yeah. This is the eye That cant see me This is the hand That drops your trust These are the boots That kick you around This is the voice of silence no more - What is this about? - Well, I mean, I said Frankenstein. Its not that far off, talking about pieces of things. So, I mean, some kind of monster. Some kind of monster? - You know? - Some kind of monster. - It is-- It is good. - You know what I mean? I like that. Some kind of monster Some kind of monster The monster lives We come now to create our album of life. Throughout our individual and collective journeys, sometimes through pain and conflict, weve discovered the true meaning of family. As we accomplish ultimate togetherness, we become healers of ourselves and the countless who embrace us and our message. We have learned, and we understand. Now we must share. - So thats just-- - A mission statement. - A what statement? - Mission statement. - Mission? - Yeah, mission. - Its like-- You know, it sets a goal, - Right. so you just can, like, just always be reminded of, you know-- You know, what the ultimate goal is. All right. Its my world, you cant have it Its my world, you cant have it Its my world, you cant have it Its my world, my world You cant have it Sucker! Excellent. Come on, little man. Lets go. Skylar, do you want your purse? - Daddy. - Ill come. Ill come. Come, Daddy. Come, Daddy. I dont know how you guys feel, but its really awesome what were doing. The four of us can just go in a fucking room and roll that kind of shit out of our sleeves. Pull it out of thin air, man. Its so exciting, because that has just never happened before. I couldnt get to sleep last night, because I was still wired from it all. How do you feel? You dont seem really psyched about it. What the hell. - Hows it going? Good to see you. - Yeah, thank you. - How many bears did you kill? - Two. Russias fucked up. You know, it was like, you put a bottle of water here on the table. That was it, a bottle of vodka sitting there. - Did you drink vodka? - Hell, yeah. - You did? - What else is there to drink? As soon as you got there, it was like, Na zdoroviya! Na zdoroviya! Thats a pretty big bear. - Is bear edible? - They were no good to eat. That freaked me out when they didnt take any meat. You know, they have been hibernating for three months, so they havent pissed or shit or nothing. - Oh, so theyre toxic? - Yeah. Third day, I killed my bear, and I was just in camp for the rest of the time. I was like, Oh, my God. - Worked on lyrics? - Yeah. I actually did. That was a lot of time, man. A lot of time. I worked on lyrics in Siberia. How to drink vodka and work on lyrics. Temptation Wreck my head Temptation Make you dead Temptation Sucks my soul Temptation Fill no hole Temptation Fuck you up Temptation No, no, no, no I cant say no Cant say no No No No, no, no Cant say no Oh, no I cant say no Go away Leave me be Just leave me be So, what were the reactions you got from those close? I mean, how did the family react? Im just-- I dont know. Sometimes Im a real ass about it and just come in and say, Oh, by the way, Im going to Russia for two weeks right here. You know, and, What? You know. Yeah, Im getting better at that, you know, because that was the most I missed my family ever. - You know? - Right. And it was, you know, Castors first birthday I missed. - Right. - And it was-- Of course, we had a little vodka to Castor. Did a little shot for him and everything. But I wouldve loved to have been able to get ahold of home. Whos here? This is Daddy working. - This is where Dad works? - Yeah. - What does your dad do for work? - Drums. - He plays drums? - Yeah. - Let me play drums. - Is he good at it? - Daddy, wanna play drums? - I played drums a lot today already. Im okay. You play for a while. - Those guys, - Thats very good. you know, their plate is filled with many, many things. And music is just one of the things. - Say, Bye, James. - Bye, James. Bye, buddy. I chose not to have children and do those kind of things. My music, thats my children. You know? Daddys gonna stay and work for a little while. But since I decided to do it with music, then thats what I have to fill my time with. Echobrain is one of the projects that Ive been working on for years. And now its come to fruition. And then when it comes to the time where my main cat, James, tells me that basically he couldnt be in a band with me if I did the-- Took this other project to this level. And after years of working together and going on buses and, you know, the stories, man... There was no way that this thing that I was doing could affect the monster of Metallica. I just dont see how it could. And so-- And saying things like that, I couldnt accept that kind of limited acceptance. I also know that this relationship is not over. You know, hell-- Itll come around again at some point. You guys will make contact. At that time the managers suggested that we have a psychotherapist come in, a man that meets with pro-ball teams, you know, big-ego, big-dollar guys that cant get along but have to make some kind of entity flow so everybody else and everybody can make their money. And I actually said: I think that this is really fucking lame and weak that we cannot get together. Us. Look, the biggest heavy band of all time. And the things weve been through, and decisions weve made about squillions of dollars and squillions of people. And this, we cant get over this? Was it more than just the Echobrain thing? Because thats, like, you know, what has been discussed. He felt like he wasnt free enough to do what he needed to do. Since he wasnt getting his creativity out enough in Metallica, he needed to get it out somewhere else. And I totally understand that now. And... On my side of that was, I didnt want him to enjoy that more than Metallica. I didnt want anyone to leave Metallica. I didnt want to feel that we werent enough or something like that. And it was-- Through my-- I guess the way I learned how to love things was just to choke them to death. You know? Dont go anywhere. Dont leave. You know? You have to stay here. Okay. Need a pen, none of this pencil shit. Check it out, man, he cant even fucking spell it right. Metllica. Weve only been together years. I feel guilty that Im not inspired all the time. You know, especially when everyone else is. Its like, Okay. We kind of get to the point where the song is looped twice in the Pro Tools, and I know Bobs gonna hit me up for some kind of lyric ideas. Oh, shit. I was, like, dreading the whole process. Its like, Why are you dreading it? Why dont you just--? Well, youre dreading it because of what? - Lets get to the fear. - Well, because I didnt have anything. - And so if you didnt have anything-- - Wasnt inspired enough to have something or letting down the team or some vibe like that. One, two, three, five. Say it, Im lonely, yeah Motherfucking in my head Its like Im almost, like, racing against time. Theres, like, weird-ass fear of like: I gotta come up with something myself really quick before somebody else comes up with something for me. And then if I dont like it or dont percent embrace it, then Im just being a selfish, you know, insular asshole. Its a fear response. When were up against a fear, thats the time to move into it, forward. Because theres going to be some kind of genius there or some kind of breakthrough. Motherfucker, yeah Metallica. Metallica. Kirk. Kirk. Kirk. Kirk! - Kirk. - Kirk! - Kirk. - Kirk! - Yes. - Kirk. - James is trying to talk to you. - Sorry, man. Yeah, its a bit stock. Check it out, guys. I dont know how you feel. Im in a shit mood. And Im not digging it right now. Even last night, I gotta tell you, everybody kind of looked-- I hate to tell you, looked pretty burnt. I agree. And if we dont start earlier and end earlier, Im just-- Im not gonna be in a good mood for the rest of this shit, you know? That was totally weird for me. You hear that, Bob? Why dont you try getting a more solid beat. - Regular. - Oh, well, you can call it regular. - You called it regular. - No, Im trying not to call it regular, because I know it bugs you when I call it regular. So a little more solid, then. Fuck! Maybe we should talk about next week. - Well, all next week is therapy. - Yeah. Do we have to do that? Can we sack Phil? I mean, we gotta find-- We gotta find a balance to not-- You know, the Phil stuffs important, and I hope we all feel that thats an investment in the music. Its an important part of the record. Get all holy again Let me just go put one together. Get all holy again - Its just real confusing sounding. - Its just jacking the vocals all up. I mean-- I mean, its clever and everything. But, I mean, I dont see what it does to the-- I think thats how you hear it, dude. Thats fine. Im just trying to do something different. I mean, Im-- Im used to having the drummer do the beat part. You know what I mean? Holding it together. What Im hearing is... Choose my words carefully here. Its pretty straightforward. And the guitar shit, its-- You know, its a little stock. So I started trying to introduce some kind of edge to it on the drums. Those things we throw out to each other are complete bullshit. You know? It sounds too stock. It sounds too normal to me. I mean-- You know what I mean? Youre saying this shit so you can get your point across about doing a drum beat. I mean... You know, it doesnt hold any water. - To you. - It doesnt. I think its fucking stock. What--? Which part of that is unclear to you? I think it sounds stock to my ears. I mean, do you want me to write it down? I think-- - Oh, yeah, please write it down. - It feels stock, okay? - I cant hear you. - So l-- No, when you say-- Youre telling me what to play, right now. Youre telling me, You should play with what Kirks doing. - And Im telling you its stock. - Dude, fine. You know what, you guys, why dont we just go in and hammer it out, all right, instead of hammering on each other. Were in shit moods, and were not gonna get anything done here today. - All you wanna do is pick a fight. - I dont wanna pick a fight. This is so silly. Youre just sitting there going: Im in a really pissy mood and-- And I fucking told you straight up that I was! - Right. - And what are you trying to do? Im not trying to do fucking shit. Youre just sitting here being a complete dick. Youre-- Youre really helping matters. Youre really good at that. I was straight up with you, and I told you, Im in a shit mood. And what have you been doing? Fucking picking at me all night. Come on, guys. Weve got better things to do. Yeah, I do. I do. Metallica front man, James Hetfield, has entered a rehabilitation facility to undergo treatment for alcoholism and other undisclosed addictions. In a statement posted on Metallicas official website, the band writes, James has entered an undisclosed facility, and he will continue to receive treatment until further notice. Until then we have postponed all current activities, including recording sessions for our new album. Metallica, whose hard-partying ways earned them the nickname Alcoholica, have been working on their follow-up to the double disc... I think its easy to see that, in those days, Metallica brought a kind of physicality to rock n roll. Lets say the Beatles, the Rolling Stones, you know, and all that inspired some of the British rock music that then developed after that. And lets say the metal music and Led Zeppelin and Black Sabbath and all of that. And then, out of that again, then, lets say, then came Lars and all of that and being-- So I think that they have certainly a place in all of that, I think. Lars had a very good vision at the time of where he saw that particular-- You know, the metal music going, because he could see it with European ears and eyes maybe. Dont you feel that its great for you to have your fathers perspective on who you are and what youre doing? I think thats incredible. You talk about the lineage... Which we did, we talked a little bit about your grandfather. Its very difficult to admit it, especially with him standing next to me. Its easier to talk about it when hes not in my presence. But... Of course it is. What would you--? What would you say in private? - To who? - To anybody, without him here. Say it. You know, what would it be? Well, I mean, Ive already said it to you countless times. Well, have you said it to him? You brought it up. I didnt bring it up. What is it you feel youve said that youre not saying now? I think maybe in some ways some of the-- To me thats-- Fear of status quo comes a little bit from this direction over here. I think that-- I mean, theres nothing worse than when I have to go to him and play the new record and know theres something on there that sucks. And he can see right through that in two and a half seconds flat. Comments on that one? I would say, you know, if you said: If you were our adviser, what would you say? Then I would say, Delete that. I mean-- I mean, I dont know for you guys. For me, it doesnt cut it. You know? - But-- - Interesting. I mean, its interesting. You know, now-- I mean, other than the people involved here, the only other people whove heard any of this music is Cliff Burnstein. When Cliff Burnstein heard that, he thought that should open the record. Yeah. I mean, that could well be. But Im pretty sure that-- That I really-- That I really-- I really dont think so. You know? I really dont think so. - Right. - For me, that-- That doesnt sound right or something. You know? Unless Im a guy thats kind of shouting in some kind of echo chamber. So I think one of our responsibilities here is to act like a band thats still continuing. Were going on. Were doing our exploring. Were exploring ourselves individually, were exploring our relationships. And we really need to get together, talk about this, act like the band exists, because it does exist. And if we dont do that, then we are the coproducers of the process slipping off the planet. This is a bit of a shit sandwich, though. What does it--? The unravelling of a band? And then there were two? So a good friend of mine phoned me. And he knew where James was. - Really? - Yeah. He couldnt even imagine James doing anything for six months. Im prepared for the worst. Im pretty confident that, you know, we will come together when the time is right. But knowing when that time will come, or not knowing when that time will come, is very, very uncomfortable. I hope that at some point he will come back and try and finish the making of this record. lf... If he walked away from Metallica, Im not sure that it would surprise me. Say your prayers, little one Dont forget, my son To include everyone Ive always felt that James was a softer, more caring, compassionate person than he allowed himself to be to most people. I can remember from the Dave Mustaine days, I mean, when him and Dave Mustaine, these guys, they started right away with their big, you know, chests beating and their mannerisms, and the whole thing was very much about this kind of, like, macho-- It was just, like-- I couldnt deal with that stuff. And looking back on, I mean, what was that, years ago, I mean, I just felt so alienated, because it was just so far removed from the upbringing that I come from. Well, heres to you, my friends. But then, at the same time, Im starting to realizing now that the sort of depressive things that show up as a result of the alcohol and stuff like that, it was just very difficult for him to communicate from the heart. - You want some or not? - And not hide behind a lot of these different fronts. Whether its alcohol, that gives him a false sense of strength or the front man in Metallica or, you know, macho bullshit and all that stuff. All right, now you guys are drunk, and Im drunk. Now this is the fun part, man. I want to help him. I want to be there for him. And I want to do the best I can to make him the best person that he can be. So I dont know how the fuck its gonna play out. Its really healthy for me to be here without any pressure or anything related to the band or anyone who would remind me of the band. And to recognize whats real. Our sessions with Phil really stirred up a lot of things in James that he thought that he needed to address. Mentally, its really taken-- Taken its toll on myself, you know, and Im very worried about him. And, you know, whenever you check yourself into rehab, they dont-- They dont focus on, you know, the fact that youre an alcoholic. They go much deeper, you know? I mean, they go way deep. They crack you open and then spill you out and examine all the things that are on the table. Ive spoken to him a few times, and, you know, I know hes having a rough trip. No matter how bad it gets, eventually things seem to sort themselves out, sooner or later. Whether its good or bad, they sort themselves out. I watched the people around the world say what a great guitar player Kirk is and what a piece of shit I am. And that I got kicked out of Metallica. And I wasnt good enough for them. And that I was a loser. And Ive had to deal with that for almost years. Its a dreadful experience. Its been hard, Lars. Its been hard to watch everything that you guys do and you touch turn to gold and everything I do fucking backfire. And Im sure theres a lot of people that they would consider my backfire complete success. You know? And am I happy being number two? No. You know? Youre just now encountering something Ive been going through years. Ive never had a chance to be able to tell you without talking to Lars, the guy in Metallica. Never talked to my little Danish friend again. You know? I remember the day you and I talked about digging a hole in fucking dirt and smoking hash through the ground. That to me is the stuff thats, like-- You know? And weve never had very many moments like that. Do I feel some guilt? Yes, I do. But at the same time, its difficult for me to comprehend that the only thing that you feel when you look back on the last years is rooted in the Metallica thing. Okay. Have you ever thought what--? What Ive been through? I think Ive had an awareness of the pain I caused you. Thats not what I said. Okay. Do you have any idea--? - Of what I put you through. - No, no, no, what I went through. I mean, people hate me because of you. You know, I walk down the street, and I hear some piece of shit say Metallica at me, and they do that to taunt me. I mean, when I would hear Metallica on the radio, I would be like, God, I have to turn this off, because I just keep thinking, I fucked up! Right. Ive been waiting for this day for a long time. You know? And by no means is it done because somebody else very important is not here. Right. Do I wish it was all over again, and you guys woke me up and say: Hey, Dave, you know what? You need to go to AA? Yeah. Id give anything for that chance. Is there any last words you wanna say to everybody out there? Metal up your ass! Okay, thank you. This is Donna Davis, and this is Metallica. This is, like, a pretty bitchin club to play the first fucking gig. - Yeah. - How do you guys feel? - Stoked. - Freaking out. - Freaking out? - Totally. Totally. Its un-fucking-believable is what it comes down to. Can I say that? - You can say whatever you want. - Its fucking unbelievable. Echobrain. Yeah. I dont know, I just-- All of a sudden this became such a big production. I dont understand. Its like all of a sudden, like-- I get one phone call, its like everybody and their fucking brother are in town. I thought itd be Jason, like, playing with his new band in front of, you know, like, drunks down at some bar or something. And now, I guess, to my own ignorance or something, l-- Thats what-- I guess thats what I wanted it to be. So now Im realizing that supposedly its a little more of a big deal than that. - Hey, whats happening, man? - Whats going on? - Sounded good, man. Very good. - Thanks. Thanks, man, thanks. - Awesome. Awesome. - Oh, thanks. Right on. - Im Lars. How you doing? - Nice to meet you. Wheres Jason? - Jas? - I dont know. I think he went back to-- I think he already fucking bailed. - He went back to-- - Really? Nice. Go back to say hey, and hes, like, fucking gone. Elvis has left the building. Theres Zach. Hey, Zach. See, hes even blowing me off. Jason blows me off. Zach blows me off. How quick we become yesterdays news. No-- No kidding. See, theres a guy in an Echobrain T-shirt. Yeah, thats Steve over there. He works at the studio with us. Well, he is. - Really? - Yeah. I remember that guy. I remember him. He worked at the studio. - Which guy? - Over there. - The guy in the red shorts? - No, the guy in the black thats walking across right now. Kessel. Todd. He works at the studio too, doesnt he? - Who? - Todd over there. Im sure theyre all here, Bob. I mean, the only two people in the Bay Area not working for him is me and you. Hetfields gonna freak. Im in fucking hell. This whole gig has brought all of this on. Yes, it has. Its made me feel like-- - You really wanna come clean. - It made me feel like such a loser. I mean, I cant hold my band together, you know. I start records, I dont finish them. I fucking-- Jason is the future. Metallicas the past. Ive never had a break like this in years. Do you know what I mean? And just-- Whats been kind of getting me is just not knowing. You know what I mean? Not knowing and not hearing, it just eats away at you. - Kirk talked to him. - I talked to James today. What did he say? He basically said that, you know, he just-- His familys the priority right now, and he needs time to work on his family before he can reach out to his other family, being us. And that he loves us, and he just needs for us to understand that he needs time. And he also went on about how difficult it was talking to you about it, because he felt pressured. And, you know, he spoke about how you always need to be in control of the situation or in control of the schedule or whatever. And he said that this is a time he needs complete control of the situation. And he said, you know, all the Marc Reiters and the Bob Rocks, all that stuff, you know, just has-- I cant think of that right now. So, you know, I got the feeling that he kind of lumps in your relationship with the business side of things, which was actually really surprising to me. But I think thats-- You know, that explains-- I think that explains a lot on why he hasnt spoken to you. Were just in limbo, and the longer James chooses to stay away from dealing with us, the further we drift apart. And I just feel so disrespected. And thats the key thing. Was the future of the group ever in doubt? Even when James went into rehab, do you think? Lars and I, we were wondering when James was going to finally feel like he was in a situation where he can come back to the band. And after a certain amount of months, you know, Lars and I started to think: Well, is he ever gonna come back to the band? And that was a really big question on our plates. Whether or not, you know, he wanted to come back. James wrote something in the new issue of our magazine, So What! He wrote a kind of a little handwritten note. That note was probably the most heartfelt thing that Id ever seen come from his mind. Tomorrow is shaping up, or is gearing itself up to be, yes, the first sit-down with one James Hetfield post-rehab. Why are we filming this? I dont know. Were in very different places. Or at least I am in a very different place than I was from the Presidio. Thats a huge understatement. So we just have to find that if-- You know, if the movie will be as intense, you know. To me there was a lot of intrusion, and I kind of went with it and felt-- I felt uncomfortable. I felt uncomfortable with it. You know, a boom following me around, and it just felt like I was in the spotlight all the time. And I didnt-- I guess I dont really like that feeling. While we were in the Presidio filming you guys playing, - did you feel it then too? - Yeah. It was-- It was pretty much all the time. Do you think youre in a better place now? - We gotta find some... - Im definitely in a better place. Some place that makes you feel comfortable. And the last thing we wanna do is have it impede on your music, because thats more important than anything. You know, one answer may be there-- Maybe there shouldnt be a film. I mean, thats the range of possibilities that we should really think about, because, I mean, why do you guys want a film? Even you said you hope that the film is made. I mean-- Thats a big question, because, for me, it was really just-- It came along with being in Metallica. Hey, were gonna do this. Oh, okay. Thats part of this, all of this... The bigness of Metallica, and Im kind of tired of it. You might look at it as a friend. To me, its been a beast. And its sucked a lot of me into it. You were maybe the keeper of the beast at one point. You know, because you were the champion of that fifth-- That entity. And, of course, you gotta find the right balance between what everybodys personal needs are, but if Metallica collectively decides to do this, then I think Metallica can make it happen. I dont know. That scares me again. Metallica is three individuals. And three individuals have to decide if its good to do. But I still think that the priority is the collective until all the people involved in the collective say that the priority is the individual. And so far, youre the only one that said the priority is the individual. I havent said that. He hasnt said that. I havent heard him say that. So I feel that its still-- Theres still an unbalance there. We met from, like, maybe, I dont know, six or eight weeks before we actually picked up the project again. That was when we came in, and it was the first time we actually used this studio, HQ. Anyway, here we are. HQ. Right on. Well, were here. And the cameras here. And my friend the boom is here. - Hovering. - Yeah. Cool. Do you want me to play the music? Yeah, lets go. Im-- Ill put the big speakers on. I was afraid to pick up a guitar and fearful of what would happen. Would I not like it? Would I love it? Would I not be able to write anything cool? Would I write just recovery stuff? James. It was probably the best sound Ive ever heard in my life, just the fact that you were playing guitar in here. - Hey, Zach. - Right on, brother. Play a riff. - What? - Nothing. See? It feels pretty good, doesnt it? - Yeah. - It feels like the next day. A year later, the next day. It will be interesting working on this schedule, because we really havent. Its gonna be great. And kind of the overview is, you know, the less time we have here, the more productive well be, in a way, you know? Its like were more focused on getting the stuff done. That all sounds really good. Okay. Now, lets revisit it in a week. So I think that, dont talk it, walk it. At some point, we are gonna have to work a little harder. - Yes. - You know, when that feels right. What do you mean? What does that mean? - What does that mean? - Yeah. When you say harder, does that mean more hours? You know, if we can go deep real quick, be intense... I spoke up because, What does that mean, we have to, you know, do eight hours now? - And I got fearful right then. - Thats okay. I mean, its like... Yeah. - To do eight hours? - No. Any lyric ideas? Im searching for-- Searching for doughnuts. - Searching for doughnuts - Searching for doughnuts What was the whole thing from yesterday? - The Buddhist-- - Guarantee-- What? No, the Buddhist thing that you had. Birth is pain, life is pain, death is pain. The cycle of suffering. Its called samsara. Where are you with this, James? Somewhere else. Wheres todays sweat going? Ive worn out being afraid. My endless parade of fear that Ive constantly made. My lifestyle determines my deathstyle. A rising tide that pushes to the other side. Ive worn out being afraid Endless parade Of fear that Ive constantly made Frantic tick tick tick tock I gladly trade Oh, I need know the answer Where Ill be laid I cant find it - It just-- It doesnt work. - The great-- You did one great thing. You went: You did this one syncopated thing. Do the whole verse like that. Ive worn out always being afraid An endless stream of fear That Ive made Frantic tick tick tock Ill gladly trade Its weird. Its weird. And it works. No, but the second time you felt really comfortable with it. - Right. - Oh, by the way, its quarter to . I gotta get rolling, guys. Sorry. I feel like the bad guy saying, I gotta go because its : . If we all know, and we all do know, that : is kind of the stop time, then, I dont know, then I wont feel like the heel here, saying: I gotta go eat dinner with my kids, you know. Because I have a feeling Im gonna walk out of here, and youre gonna go in there and listen to this stuff, - and its like, thats not right. - Thats not. I mean, if I wanna listen to it, Ill go and listen to it. But we should at least listen to it-- But I know youll sit there and start talking with Bob. Maybe Bob doesnt wanna sit in there, and when Im gone, things get talked about and decisions are made. And I feel I walk into something thats already kind of decided. And its a total uphill battle for me a lot of times. I dont like that feeling. Well, thats, like, just like the last years, - Yeah. - for me. Well, lets talk about this tomorrow, then, all right? - Or do you wanna take time out--? - No, I dont have time right now, because its past . Its hard to introduce structure into this, and Im trying. So, what do you think, Lars? Can we hear the song from yesterday? That we all heard together? How is that different? Because we all heard it together already. - He wants to be part of everything. - Was I in there? Yes, you were. We all heard it together yesterday. - You came in. - All right. As long as you dont talk about it. - Is that a way around it, or--? - That is definitely a way around it. How about if we just save up the tension? Seriously. I mean, thats okay, because tension produces results. Im excited to see what you learned here. Up and back. Up and freeze. What is this called? Arabesque. Super proud of you, sweetie. Im so glad I got to see it. Im working on-- Really hard, on being the best dad and father and husband I can be. And the best me. You worked hard. I dont wanna lose any of the stuff I have. I know it could all go away at one time, and thats a tough part of life. And then-- And its just-- Its a total rebirth for me, looking at life in a whole new way. You know, all the other drinking and all the other junk that I was stuck in, it was so predictable, so boring. Im out there looking for excitement in all this stuff. The results are the same, man. I wake up the next day somewhere in some bed, I dont know who this person is next to me, and Im drunk, completely hung-over and have a show to do. And the result is the same. You know? When life now is pretty exciting. You dont know whats gonna happen when youre kind of clear and here and in the now. In the moment. My lifestyle determines My deathstyle A rising tide That pushes to the other side My lifestyle determines My deathstyle A rising tide That pushes to the other side I think those two feel the best to me. Its a tough one to decide. They all kind of got some charm, dont you think? Yeah, Id be interested to hear the first one. From the first take. Well, lets play it. - Is it okay? - Are we allowed? - Yeah, we are. - Do we have--? - We never really settled that, did we? - We didnt settle it. Yes. Were allowed. Well, Id like to hear it. Feel free to leave the room, whoever doesnt want to be part of that. I felt like it was an agreement. Were gonna work from to and then we would not work. Well, if Lars and I listen to something or go through the Presidio stuff, its not because we wanna do something behind your back. Its for you. And basically what I heard is, No, I cant do that. - What the fuck is that? - I dont know, my mind gets lopsided. The more it goes in a different direction, the harder it is. The harder it is to get that back. What is it you have to get back? Some control. Some sense of involvement in the band. When I was running this morning, I was thinking about seeing you today, and the word fuck just comes up so much. Seriously, its really true. - Is that in anger? - No, just, Fuck! Fuck. I just think youre so fucking self-absorbed. And what makes it worse is that you always talk about... You always talk about me. You use the word control and manipulation a lot. I think you control on purpose, and I think you control inadvertently. I think you control by the rules you always set. I think you control by how you always judge people. I think you control by your absence. I think you control all of this even when youre not here. I dont understand who you are. I dont understand the program. I dont understand all this stuff, okay? I realize now that I barely knew you before. And all these rules and all this shit, man, this is a fucking rock n roll band. I dont want fucking rules. I understand that you need to leave at . I respect it. But dont tell me I cant sit and listen to something with Bob at : if I want to. What the fuck is that? You know, I dont wanna end up like Jason, okay? I dont want to be pushed away. I dont want it to happen twice. Lets do it, and lets fucking do it full-on or lets not do it at all. Fuck. See? Fuck. Fuck! Fuck! Yeah! - Yeah! - Metallica. Yeah! Rock n roll. Lets hear it for Elena! Were not anywhere near getting any issues resolved. Well, lets get them. Thats what were here to do. I dont know. I guess the playing part, being in the room, and then mainly being in the room with Lars, playing music together. I guess I had higher expectations, and I dont know, maybe Im disappointed in myself. Maybe... I dont know. You wanna talk about that? I mean, what does that mean? Im not enjoying being in the room with you playing. Searching Seek and destroy Searching Seek and destroy Searching, yeah Seek and destroy If you are not having any fun, let me let it be known to you that Im not having a lot of fun either. But Ive-- I am not interested in playing music with you if youre not happy in there. I just dont want to be a-- Become a fucking parody. Okay? So if youre not happy playing music with me: Is there enough that connects us to hold on for a way through this? I dont know. There are moments where I really doubt it. Really doubt it. Im glad you said that. Because I really, deep down, feel sometimes that its just... Theres just some empty, just... Just an ugly feeling inside. Just... I dont know. How much work do we gotta put into this? - Then youre doing the: - Yeah. Lets do our little roundtable thing right now, quickly. Everybodys gotta participate. Lars, come on. Hey, Castor, why dont you look at all the boys-- The men, I should say. And say bye to everybody. Bye, Castor. Thank you for coming. - Is Daddy going bye? - No, your dadas staying here, okay? - Bye, guys. - See you. So, whats the deal? How does everybody feel about what they heard? The chorus lyrics will definitely work in that feel. - Yeah. - That kind of intro bit thats on there. - What about you? What do you think? - Its good. You think its good? Was there anything in particular that you...? No, I wasnt paying attention that detailed. Thats just-- Its a lot of good stuff. I can take you back, when me and him were alone in my room, in listening to the new wave of British heavy-metal singles. As soon as there was somebody else in the room, it just became this, like-- It just had a very different energy to it. - Is there any of that thats usable? - Yeah. - Thats a fuck-- Thats a fucking bitch. - Lets do another version of it, okay? The first time I got a real awareness of it was when Mustaine came into the picture. When James was with Mustaine, he became like he never really cared about me. One time during the recording of the Ride the Lightning record, where me and him went out and-- So beers later, it was like, Oh, dude, I love you. But it could never have materialized until it got to that -beer point and we were alone. That was good. Are you sure I dont have to play it again? Yeah, Im sure. Its good practice, though. - For what? - The road. - When? - A couple years. From day one, its been competitive. And in a way, thats what has made Metallica what it is. Thats whats driven us further. What feels good to you? I dont know. Im gonna try a bunch more. Can you try maybe like a: Almost like a strum. My parents split when I was or . And then my mom passed on when I was . The only thing I felt that I really had, at that point, was music. My wanting to keep everything under control, and, you know, its out of a fear of my abandonment issues. Im afraid to get close to people because I dont know how to do it. I dont know how youre supposed to do it. - Cool. - That last one was pretty good. Yes. Thats the first amp I ever owned. That right there. I think we have it. Okay. Okay. Now we gotta talk about it. You started talking about the idea of the guitar solo, as we have known it, maybe being something that was a little outdated and maybe reintroducing some riff-o-rama things. But can I say something that I think is bullshit? This whole fucking solo out, you know, dates the whole thing. Thats so bullshit. You know? If you put a guitar-- If you dont play a guitar solo in one of these songs, that dates it to this period. And that cements it to a trend thats happening in music right now. I think thats stupid, and I think its totally trendy. I know thats not what I said. Its always been about, like, where could it go thats kind of new and interesting, instead of just repeating something from the past. Im not interested in playing traditional guitar solos anymore. - You know, thats just-- For me, its-- - And you told me that. Its just boring, you know. To me, if you can add a colour to the song that satisfies you and works for the song, then thats what we should do with it. But I dont wanna get in the position where its like, we put something down on the tape to satisfy your ego, my ego, Lars ego or James ego. I think it should serve whats going down. Like, in other words, there shouldnt be, like, a rule of no solos. There shouldnt be a rule of solos. It should be-- And I agree. I mean, it really is, to me, all about serving the song, and, you know, I feel much better about that, because, you know, I just dont wanna follow certain trends that I see other bands following. We dont necessarily have to stick to our traditional way, but we also dont have to follow that trend. Im actually very, very comfortable with my role in the band, you know? Ive actually always been very, very comfortable with my role in the band. Im not a really egotistical person. In fact, Ive-- I spend a large amount of my time trying to, like, downplay my ego and get it even smaller and smaller. Thats part of my beliefs. I try to be an example of being egoless to the other guys. Hi! This is Kirk from Metallica. And if you want money, youll listen to us. And then some other guys gonna give you cash. Twenty years worth of integrity, and, you know, credibility and all that. The next five minutes is gonna change all that. Hey, man, keep it locked right here, and-- What? Well help you score $ . This is James from Metallica. Survey says, you need cash. Your money-shot to snatch a bunch of cash is coming soon. In order to suck both nationwide radio chains off, we are now standing here having to do this fucking stupid thing. Up to motherfucking grand, goddamn it! Win a bunch of money. And walk away. This is stupid! Sharpen that booger-picking finger and be the th-- Hey, its Lars from Metallica. Im about to stick grand up your ass. One dollar at a time. I was telling Lars last night that was hard for me to see - you guys squirm like you were. - Yeah. Because I wanted to say anything, and its not my place to say anything. I cant imagine Bono or the Edge going on the radio, saying what you guys are being asked to say. - Dad, can I have one of those? - Go for it. Should we catch up on all this radio stuff? Okay. Now, theyre the biggest chain in America. You know, its like stations or something. And if you guys think its crappy, as a radio thing, those guys think its good. I mean, thats their idea. We didnt come up with that. So strategically-- Why are we doing it, then? Just to make them happy? Yes. Thats exactly what theyre doing. And they wont say, Fuck you, you never do anything for us. Were gonna fuck you on the next record. People would do that? Because you didnt give us something, were gonna fuck you? Yes, James. They would. Im not saying that they can always get away with it. Thats so funny. - It wouldnt stop them from trying. - Im glad its your world. I understand the wash your back, you wash mine thing. Wash my-- Ill wash your back so you dont stab mine, - Right. - is more like it. Okay. Why dont we get off the phone, then. Well, you know, we should have this conversation some more next week. - Later. - Okay. - See you. - Bye-bye. Thats insanity. Were gonna hurt you because we didnt get something. I wash your back so you dont stab mine. Well, thats a good line for a song. I guess I just want something to rhyme with mine right now. Wash your back so you wont... Wash your back so you wont stab mine. Step on a landmine. Keep you in my back pocket. Blind leading the blind. Ill rip out your fucking spine. Okay. All right. Wash your back So you wont stab mine Get in bed with your own kind Wash your back So you wont stab mine Get in bed with your own kind - That was really good. - Are you pulling my mike? - That was really good. - It was. - Really good. - So then, the part-- Landmine Landmine No landmines No landmines Rock lobster Wash your back So you wont stab mine Get in bed with your own kind Theres a witch at the foot of my bed. Did you--? Did you hear what Lars said? He says, Yeah, Kirk stopped reading, and I stopped moping. - Thats what you said. - Thats not what I said. - Whatd you say? - I said, I stopped sulking. Oh, sulking. Shit! In the months since hes parted company with Metallica, ex-bassist Jason Newsted has been apparently more musically active than his former band mates. While Metallica drummer Lars Ulrich was pursuing Napster, and singer James Hetfield battled alcoholism, Newsted hooked up in the studio with legendary metal band Voivod. Our own lann Robinson got all the answers on Newsteds new ventures and the current state of his relationship with Metallica. A good friend hinted that Jason would really like to join the band again. Man, I popped his little bubble for a second and-- I dont know, man. Ill be quite honest. I think the heart and soul of Metallica, from this point on, and has been for a while, since Cliff died, is the three of you guys. I think you will never, ever, ever find a permanent bass player. My opinion. There was also tragedy in rock this week. Metallicas bassist Cliff Burton was killed in a bus accident while the band was on tour in Sweden. He was . Metallica bassist Cliff Burton was buried on Tuesday in the San Francisco area. Remaining members of the band... Jason Newsted. He replaced Cliff Burton, who was killed in an auto accident in September. Jason told... It pisses me off that Cliff left us because wed never have that initial four guys just going on and on. You know, when I talk about it, its like that happened for a reason. And were-- Were dealing with that. I gotta capitalize on whats being said right here. The Cliff message that I get from him to you guys is, that treasure the three of you. Treasure every moment that the three of you have. And the four of you have. You know, treasure-- Treasure it because you never know. And one of the sad things that happens when somebody dies is that people have never taken the time along the way to really embrace each other every day. You know? Its a sin if you-- You know, if you let that go. Phil has been like an angel for me. Hes been sent to help me. And, you know, Ive got my own thoughts about all that, you know, a father figure, the dad that never was and all of that, that it makes me comfort-- It comforts me. But also, we dont want to have our hand held through life. Wed like to be able to stand proud ourselves and move on. Therell be a time for that. And we just have to discuss when that is. You know, there is purpose behind the way I do it. I think its very effective. I have to decide whether Im going to push it or not. It sometimes is a distraction. So, what part of our career are you gonna manage today? I thought Id do the whole thing, since you guys cant do anything. If you guys could run something, then it would be easy to step back. Because you cant, you know... Is today the first day youre gonna play drums? - I dont wanna get into that. - Okay. No. I dont think Im gonna do the drums. - I think its time-- - Maybe I should. - Yeah. I think its time. - Although, actually, Im kind of... Well, its about the only thing you havent done. - I havent sung. - Right. We got to a point where we sat down and told Phil that we wanted to scale Phil back to every other week. And we were getting ready to implement that four weeks from when the decision was made. And two weeks after the decision was made, we had to sit Phil down and say that we were not ready to do that. Because we got really... I dont know. Scared, I guess. There were some things that were going on at the time that, really, Phil helped with a lot. Live from the news leader in Northern California. NewsCenter . Night Beat. The Metallica v. Napster battlefield moved to San Mateo today. Metallica drummer Lars Ulrich delivered a list of screen names of people who have downloaded the bands music online. Metallica is suing Napster, a website that provides software which allows people to download music on the Internet without paying. Metallica drummer Lars Ulrich testified before a Senate committee earlier this month that Napster has hijacked our music without asking. The band said that over people are downloading its music for free. A group of former Metallica fans staged a protest at the courthouse. I dont want anything to do with Metallica anymore. Im gonna be trashing their CDs. I took all my CDs, and Im gonna be destroying them. Are you proud of what you achieved with Napster? Are you proud in hindsight of what you pulled off? Being the most hated man in rock n roll? Yeah, that was-- That was my goal. I got an idea. Im kind of bored this summer. Everythings going a little too well. Lets see, I wanna turn myself into the most hated fucking asshole in rock n roll, yeah. Like, good afternoon, my name is, you know, like, Lars Ulrich, from Metallica. I worked for years to get where I am today. Me and my buddy James Hetfield here have shed blood, sweat and beer to get where we are today. Beer, good. Who do you think you are? I mean, just, you know, because you, like, made us rich, you think you can get free stuff? Songs that we spent upwards of, you know, like to hours writing and recording. Our team of lawyers and researchers have your names, and you Napster users, well see you in jail getting gang-raped. Some minutes I have all this strength, and I can stand there and just go, Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you. Im bulletproof, it doesnt matter. I got Hetfield and Hammett, and were a team, and fuck you. You know what I mean? Five minutes later, it means nothing, and I just become really vulnerable. You know, we never sat there and thought about where Napster was gonna end up. We never sat there and talked about what shots we were gonna take. We just sat there and thought about, this was something we had to do. So wait a sec. That was awesome! Its like I had to stay on the course that I was on and stay to my convictions, but it was eating away at me inside. And then maybe it could go lyrically to: What difference did l/we actually make? Its a great question. Great. And if that could-- Its like if that question could get thrown out there, but remain unanswered, I think thats really strong. All the shots I take What difference did I make? All the shots I take I spit back at you All the shots I spit back at you. Thats awesome, dude. Fucking... - Fuck me. - And the what difference did I make - fit right in. - Really awesome. Right on. These two kicks, are they the same as--? - Its different. - Okay. Go to the master. What really gets my dick hard is starting on: You know, there. Then these are awesome. Lars, what I wanna know is, do the four of you just go in there and just jam? Youre hearing excerpts of three-hour jams. Youre hearing-- Look at it as a funnel. Youre hearing the very part of the bottom of the funnel. - Right. - You can almost equate - what were doing now to arranging. - Youre like Pollock, the painter. He is. Hes Pollock, the funnel-arranger guy. Its gonna sound fucking amazing at the stadium with people fucking raising the evil horns up to the sky and saying, Metallica, baby. Oh, can we fast-forward to that right now? I think what Id like to do is, Id like to talk about this touring thing that has come up. Were very cognizant of the fact that things have changed for you guys. And theyve changed for many, many reasons. Why cant we figure out what works best for everybody in their personal lives, plus what works best as a business? What if you just do a stadium tour, where you play Friday, Saturday and Sunday, and then you go home the rest of the week? I just wanna put out that, you know, it might be a kind of uncomfortable vibe here because people might not know how Im feeling about touring, and I dont really know either. You know? Until I get there. And, you know, I wanna tour. I dont wanna fall off the wagon, you know. I dont wanna go out there-- I dont know what its like. Doing things for the first time again, as I think Ive said before, its a little scary. I dont know about you, but its, like, summertime. And to me, its fucking beer-drinking weather, yeah? Yeah. Well, Im gonna take time right now and fucking have myself one, and I just wanna say cheers to all you guys and fucking thanks for coming down and getting nutty with us. Cheers. I blew my voice out on the Black Album, doing So What, the cover song. And we had a bunch of Metallica songs to do after that. And I went to this coach. I didnt-- I didnt wanna go. I was scared. I thought he was gonna make me sing operatic. But I went there, and we just did warm-up stuff like this, and this is the tape. And Ive had this same tape for-- Since then. - Was there a turning point? - Yeah. I think when we had accumulated what we thought to be, you know, a great kind of... I dont know, cross section of material, we took stock, so to speak. The only songs that are gonna make it to the album are the songs that all four of us vote on. And out of -plus songs, only four songs got all four votes. Sweet Amber Sweet Amber Sweet Amber How sweet are you? How sweet does it get? How sweet are you? How sweet does it get? - Yeah, right. - Wow. I mean, theres some explosive playing. The shit just takes off. Its like you guys have spent all this time to come back to find yourselves. - Thats what it sounds like to me. - All right, to go. Yeah, how are you doing? Do you wanna hear more? - Wanna hear more? - Im just getting started. Squeeze all within my hands Choke within my hands Im madly in anger with you Im madly in anger with you Im madly in anger with you Time, time, times like this - Boy - You got what youre coming to - So - Destruct the power within all Across your spine So that gets broken too Temptation, fill no hole No No, no Temptation You know, the first four songs youve played me, all pretty much knocked me out. Okay? But if youve got it going, you want it to hammer all the way through. You want people to be able to really listen and say: Jesus Christ, theres no letting up from these guys. Theres no fucking letup. Fuck ballads. You know? There definitely is some Presidio stuff that I felt, maybe-- You gotta analyse it. Maybe youre watering it down in some way. Thats all. - Its your call. - Yeah. I know that... Temptation, I remember writing that thing. It came out. It flowed, totally, instantly. Temptation kind of sums up all the lyrics that are in this new kind of project. So-- And that-- And its cool because that was done long before recovery and all that, so... I mean, I can tell that youre singing your heart out. Youre definitely wearing your heart on your sleeve on that song. To me, its more like a jam. Is there a song in there? Potentially. You know, theres almost nothing there that cant be turned into something better than it is or something that could probably get pretty fucking close to being something on a Metallica record. You know, but then it just goes away from what the purpose-- At least, what I see the purpose being today, which is show up with what you-- You know, what are your A-pluses? You know? Well, when I hear Lars talk about We can whip anything into decent shape, I agree. And we did that on Load and ReLoad. And this is us trying to choose before we take it to those extremes, you know? - Exactly. - That makes sense. That was a pretty major thing that I think Lars and I clicked on together, that, wow, Id heard him, and he heard me. Oh, its like, Oh, okay. Its like it takes the cutting edge off of it or the personal attack off of it, you know? Things are a lot less dramatic than they used to be within the chemistry of the four of us. Less head games, abuse of power and soap-opera bullshit. But can we just do one thing? For lack of a better word, when it comes in with the drums, I just want you to scream, Fuck, as hard as you can fucking scream. Fuck Okay. It should be slower. It should be more like: I want four of them. Do it again. Lars is selling paintings because hes ready to move on to the next ten years or next decade or next phase of his life. And a lot of what these paintings and a lot of what this house represents is the last ten years versus a husband and father of two. Hes getting rid of some pretty major and important pieces in the majority of his collection. Hes wiping the slate clean. Midnight, New York City. One last look at the paintings. Oh, well. - Its a celebration. - This is a celebration. - Of how far youve come. - Its a celebration. With Phil Towle. This is a celebration. Some paintings have visited us for a while. And now we wanna share them with other people. - Okay? - Right, yeah. Thats it. - Its a choice. - Okay, cool. I never looked at it as an investment, but I always looked it as-- Versus some of the other guys that may be, like, taking a big pile of money and parking it in the bank, I would always, like, take a big pile of money and park it on my wall. I can just feel some of the adulation that other people have thrown at these paintings, and that makes me proud. Ive never been this close to it. These are great paintings, whether they sell for a dollar or for $ million. The only thing that matters is what pleasure and what feeling you get out of that moment you have with that painting. And its never been about dollars and cents. Its always been about something greater than that. But, fuck, they do look awesome. I mean, fuck. Its been a good time. - And it will be a good time. - To the future. I feel better about this than I thought I would, actually. - Its weird, I dont know why. - Yeah. Shit. $ . $ on the telephone. Its two of you in the room, selling right, fair warning at $ . Jean Paul, $ . Twenty-one is the moderna on the reverse, the Jean-Michel Basquiat showing on the screen there on my right. - All right, here we go. - Be strong, my friend. $ . At $ . million. . million. $ . $ . - Can we get more cocktails? - $ -- - . - . . . - . - $ million. - Come on, . - For you, sir, $ . $ . And selling at $ million. Brett, yours at million. - All right. - Hi. It went well. I got myself drunk to numb the pain. But it went well. Im happy. Like, lets talk about the zone for a minute. Because there is a way to help a person-- Persons get in a zone. To-- I mean, you could consider seriously doing some meditative, or apply the meditative principles to music, all right? I dont want this to sound too way-out, but if you do that, the four of you are out there, and you do it anyway, unconsciously, you do a musical meditation by starting to jam with each other. I just think, no matter how you look at it, Ive been making records a very long time, and it really comes down to how much work you put in and how much... You know, its just tough. Sometimes its just-- Its just tough work. And I like to stretch the frontiers of what people accept, okay? And I understand about that. And l-- I dont want, for my mind, to settle... I guess Im not gonna be playing today, then, huh? Well, Im gonna go out and make phone calls. So everybodys... You know, weve had a fabulous few weeks with a lot of great productivity, a lot of really good stuff going on. The more we feel good about ourselves and each other and the higher we ascend, the more challenging it will be to our psyches. You know, I understand it. I embrace it and all that stuff, but sometimes it just bugs me. I think the-- That thing was kind of bugging me yesterday. All of them around the studio, it was just kind of, like-- That way of thinking, it just doesnt work for me all the time. And I was a little pissed off at it, because right now in my life its not really working for me. - Im glad to know thats how you feel. - I agree with that wholeheartedly. And if you feel that way and wish to share that more directly, - Id appreciate that too. - Rather than tearing the signs down? - Yeah. - We pay him $ a month to be pretty much available at our beck and call. So when this records done, do we want to collectively end the $ -a-month, full-on thing? Im afraid hes under the impression that hes, like, in the band, you know? Yeah. And I see him coming on the road, maybe, for a week. But after that I dont-- I dont see him holding our hand any further than that. So is that something we wanna present to him, then? - Yeah. I think that-- - Okay. I think its something-- Yeah, I think its something we need to do for our own well-being. Yeah, because Im feeling uncomfortable. Yeah, hello? Hello, hello. Are they on the phone? Theyre on the phone, and they need you. Oh, okay. - James Hetfield is in the room. - Hey there. - Hey, James, how you doing? - Pretty good. Ill let Marc do the talking. Hes the one whos been talking to MTV. Okay, this afternoon, the official offer came in for ICON. - Assuming you wanna do it. - Lets do it. Cool, man. Yeah, Im jazzed about it. The only thing that you guys are required to do is show up for rehearsal and then show up for the show on the rd, and at the end of the show you guys take the stage and perform a little bit. - So, whats Jasons role in all this? - What? Who? Cliff? I mean, I dont think Jason has any role. He lost his icon status when he left Metallica. - Nice one, Cliff. - Thank you. I think MTV would like the fact that this would most likely be the introductory performance of Metallica with a new bass player, whether its the new member or whoever. When is it supposed to be? May what? May rd. Saturday, May rd. See, that means youd have to hire someone by the nd. - Okay. - I think it can happen. Youd be required to be in Los Angeles for all of two days... Because we didnt get a new bass player, I think a lot of people thought maybe that we were having trouble finding one. We never started looking for a new bass player until two months ago. We worked on ourselves, identified what part can we work on so when someone else steps in, its clean. Theyre not stepping in our shit, you know? All right, thinking about bass players, finally? So were gonna need a fourth member. You know, we know youre a great bass player. Its the vibe. We need to make sure... Jason kind of triggered this whole thing a couple of years ago. And I cant believe its been two years. And now weve gone through some... We realized that we kind of wanted somebody who was, like, our age. Somebody who had been around the block a couple times. Weve grown a lot, man. These three guys and this band. And last time, when we did this years ago, years ago, I guess it was, we literally sat down and started auditioning bass players, you know, the day after the funeral for Cliff. So now its years later, different circumstances. When Jason left, he took his basses with him. Do you want a four or five? Whatever. What five-strings do you have? This ones a five-string. Keep searching Keep on searching This search goes on This search goes on The band-- These guys collectively probably own, like, five to guitars, so theyre not all here. On and on Tick tick tick tick tick tick tock Frantic Tick tick tick tick tick tick tock Frantic Tick tick tick tick tick tick tock Frantic Tick tick tick tick tick tick tock You went into another voice there, dude. Which one of me are you talking to? Think that we should just spend the next two and a half hours with this guy. Dont you? I had a vision of us jamming with him the last hour. I guess I just feel this is just kind of, like, weird to keep, like, just doing our own thing. It just feels not welcoming. This morning I heard him say he was pretty comfortable. Its not about what he says. Its about what I feel. - All right? - Are we cool, James? Yeah. I guess the only other thing Id like to say is, you know, when we leave this up to just how were feeling, a lot of it depends on how youre feeling. You know, when you say those things. Not that I wanna break up what you guys are discussing, if you wanna go deeper, you know? But I think what might be really good is to treat this with respect, go out and do this... Metallica stuff? - I could try Battery. - Battery? You can play that fast with your fingers? Battery Thats a fucking pretty mighty bass sound you got going there. - Yeah, its fucking-- - I dont know. Its the Mesa and the Hiwatt. Is there anything else you know as well as that? Cliff. It was just like you saw Cliff, and me and James went, Hes in our band, theres no question. He hit it out of the park. And thats where it sort of gets interesting. Because if Cliff Burton showed up today, maybe he wouldnt be the guy either. I mean, the three guys that I like all have unique features that I would love to Frankenstein, you know? - Yeah! Definitely. - Some kind of monster? That would be great. I dont think you should settle. I think you should get the right guy. If you dont hit it out of the park with one of these guys, then youre gonna end up four years down the road in the same situation you did with Jason. A four count, then... And into the solo. Just follow. He was the first guy of any of them - that didnt look like he was struggling. - Thats what I told Bob. Do you know what I mean about, like, it--? You know, with some of the other guys, it was sort of percent over their capabilities, or something like that. You dont feel that with this guy at all. Its like the last three songs, like Sanitarium, Nothing Else Matters and what was...? - Sad But True. - Sad But True, they were flawless. I looked over at him during Whiplash, and he was just right in the pocket and in there. And then afterwards, when he played it alone with his finger, it hadnt been played that way since Cliff. Its just, like: - Yeah. - Yeah, his fingers a pick, you know? - Yeah. - Yeah, its three picks. All right, are we gonna sack Bob now? Well, the second time you came back, I mean, that was, for me, when I noticed that you make us play better, man. You make the band sound so much better. - So solid. - How do you feel about that, man? Well, I feel awesome, man. - Youre the chosen one. - You looked coolest. And we want you to be a real member of this band, not just a hired hand. And wed like to offer you-- Basically, to give-- To show you how serious we are about this, offer you a million dollars to join our band right now. - And-- - Wait, okay. And as a kind of a good-faith thing about how serious we are-- Its an advance. Its an advance on some percentage youre gonna be making with the band. Heres money up front to get you kicked in and inspired and: This is a reality. This is my future. This is what life can hold for me with my new family. I cant really talk right now. Invisible kid Never see what he did Got stuck where he hid Falling through the grid Invisible kid Got a place of his own Where hell never be known Inward hes grown Invisible kid Never see what he did Got stuck where he hid Falling through the grid Invisible kid Got a place of his own Where hell never be known Inward hes grown Theres things that I miss, and Im sad it couldnt work out, and things, you know, like that. But theres way, way, way, way more times and way more days and even hours that go by and Im reminded, Dude, all right. You did the right thing. You know, You did the right thing for yourself. I dont know if its the right time to say this, but, I dont know, Ive been thinking about our talk. About, you know, you and us and our future and all of that stuff, and... And, you know, when I heard that you guys were moving here and all of that, that brought up a lot of fear around: Wow, what is Phils perception of, you know, his, you know, longevity with Metallica? You know? That scared me a little bit. Well, I appreciate that. I was-- If it scared you, and thats part of the issue going forward, then let me say we havent decided were moving here. Ive tried to make it clear that were selling-- I think weve told people were selling our house in Kansas City, but that doesnt mean were moving here, okay? And we wont likely move to San Francisco if theres not a future out there with Metallica, because, you know, thats my-- I wanna make sure that the bass players intact. I wanna be sure that the tours on. And I also, as I said, have performance-coach visions for each of you and for the band. And l-- To me, the work isnt over. Id like us to honour what we had, and if you wanna be away from-- You know, on your own or something for the couple of months until we come back in June, thats okay. I just kind of-- I dont know. I guess I have a problem with the, Lets see how it works out. Lets see how it happens, and then, No, lets honour what happened, you know, six months ago. You know? Thats kind of strange to me, you know? Because I think that you use those things when theyre convenient at times, you know? Personal stuff or business things. And I dont know. I dont know. Theyre-- The boundaries are-- I dont-- Becoming more clear to me. Theres that element of-- Of trust that just kind of floats with you with me. And l-- And that-- Im really sorry about that. That-- You know. Ive been swimming uphill on that one for a long time with you, and Id like for us to be able to resolve it. But maybe we cant. Ive gotta tell you that l-- You know, if the client, either James or us, says: You know, then I really think that needs to be respected without, you know, just, you know, the old turn-the-knife thing in there. You know, its just, you know, if the client says, you know, timeout for a while, timeout. That is great, although we-- Our process, what we normally do-- Then it should be put on the table, but left on the table, and should be able to walk away without what youre saying right now, which is now there are trust issues and stuff. I dont know how to separate out-- In its simplest form, I think its a conflict of interest that you tell him that he needs you around more. - If he has-- - No, no, no, no, no. Im not saying that. I see that as a conflict of interest. Look, I am saying you guys have made a decision. Its okay for me to say Im not happy with that decision. The premise is, you guys dont need me. And Im good with that. Anyway, you go... Its-- - Anyway, lets jam. - Great, Ill see you guys. Im taking off. Ill see you next week. Have a good one. Thanks, man. Whos in charge of my head today? Dancing devils in angels way Its my time now Its my time now Its my time now Its my time Look out, motherfuckers Here I come Im gonna make my head my home The sons of bitches Try to take my head Tried to make me Someone else instead Youve been in the band for five minutes, and youre an icon? Its such an honour, and, you know, Im stoked. So... Your voting interest will equal your percentage interest in a new account, while each of our voting interests will be one-third of the difference between percent and your percentage. This is about as lawyer as you get. But its really-- - Sort of laying out-- - Yeah, lays out the deal. Okay, so, for instance, in the first period you have percent, okay? So when we do a vote, you get votes, you get votes, you get votes, you get five votes, in any vote, okay? - But this doesnt mean anything. - I think its crap. I mean, l-- I think in the spirit of what were trying to do, we better do and then Q Primes the tiebreaker. Thats-- That works, thats fine. Cool. Now, here it also says, You will not be required to fund any losses in the new Metallica account, but we will be entitled to recover any losses out of future profits. For instance, buying the documentary, its not your problem. If the documentary loses money and the company never makes any more money again, its these three guys problem. Exactly. Whatd you do with your money? I went and bought a car, I bought my mom a house, and we went and bought a documentary. It was just-- You gotta keep in the spirit of this whole thing. By the end of this week, were gonna have an album title. Because in three days, we wont have to agonize about this anymore. Well, the thing that stood out to me was St. Anger. Its strong. I mean, theres-- Iconic strong, you know? - I like that title quite a bit. - Its so easy just to say, June th is St. Angers Day. - Yeah, well, its true. Thats cool. - No, I mean-- I think Frantic is a better album title. - I think thats-- - I dont know. - Its more about the record. - But St. Angers a good-- Its an original statement. St. Anger, St. Anger. Well, this is an angry record, but you read the lyrics, its angry in a healthy way. - Its also frantic. - Getting stuff out. Frantic is more like, Theyre trying things that they dont-- They dont-- Theyre not exactly sure of. They dont know what theyre doing. Theyre trying to climb back up the mountain again. Theyre not sure of themselves. I mean, hello, thats a fair thing. I mean, if you think that Frantic has a negative connotation to it, I never thought of it like that. If its St. Anger, theyre gonna form an image of: These guys are angry. I know it. Theyre angry about Napster. Theyre angry about the new stuff thats coming in. Theyre angry about their lives. Im angry too. I get it. I think you guys know the idea about shooting a video in San Quentin. So let me get this straight. Youre gonna go to a maximum-security prison, and Metallicas gonna play St. Anger really loud. - Yeah! - Yeah! St. Anger round my neck St. Anger round my neck He never gets respect St. Anger round my neck Ive been asked to come out here and talk a little bit about what this song means to us. Angers an emotion that Ive struggled with for pretty much all my life. - St. Anger round my neck - You flush it out, you flush it out He never gets respect Theres a lot of misspent anger that has come out sideways for a lot of people. Including yourselves. And if I hadnt had music in my life, its quite possible I could be in here, or not even in here, be dead. And Id much rather be alive. Madly in anger with you Im madly in anger with you Im madly in anger with you Im madly in anger with you Im pretty nervous up here. I dont really know what to say. Im just trying to share some of whats going on for me. Im not here to sell nothing, thats for damn sure. Everyone is born good. Everyones got the same size soul, and were here to connect with that. So were very proud to be in your house and play some music for you. Thanks. More than any other record, I dont know if you feel that, but for me, this is like product of what were just doing, hanging out. You know what I mean? - Its almost like a diary. - Yeah. Its like, heres our memories on CD, you know? Its like weve proven that you can make aggressive music - without negative energy. - Yeah. Okay, and I dont think anybody ever thought that that would be possible. You know? You can make something thats aggressive and fucked up, okay? With positive energy - between the people creating it. - Yeah. It hit me, you know? This projects coming to an end, and I dont know, I think Im kind of bummed about that. Im kind of, just, kind of liking the schedule that happens, or the safeness in that. Coming here, being able to talk. Creating, you know? And... I dont know. Ive been kind of coming down from this for about the past month. I mean, getting up at in the morning, and just pacing my apartment. Just not really knowing what the hell Im doing either. So Im with you. Like, I dont wanna let you go home. I dont know. I really appreciate that. Thats really nice of you to say. I dont know, I can feel myself kind of protecting myself with some depression or something, wanting to just kind of isolate. And I dont wanna do that. I wanna feel the sadness of-- I mean, I didnt feel depressed, I felt sad. And thats when I knew it was something different than just me... My old stuff, you know? I mean, there is some of that, but... Sadness and depression, I guess I dont really know the difference. And, Phil, all the stuff that youve brought here to, like... Youve set out all the tools, like, you know? And you allowed us to build what weve built, you know? With guidance. I really appreciate your bringing this forward. And there is a difference between sadness and depression. Clearly. This is the hugest chapter in my life. If I could have my wasted days back Would I use them to get Back on track? Stand back. Stand back. Keep away from the car. - I love you. - I love you too. Can I find it inside To deal with what I shouldnt know? Could I have my wasted days back Would I use them to get back on track? You live it or lie it You live it or lie it You live it or lie it You live it or lie it My lifestyle determines my deathstyle Determines my deathstyle Keep searching Keep on searching This search goes on On and on Keep searching, keep on searching This search goes on On and on Frantic Tick tick tick tick tick tick tock Frantic Tick tick tick tick tick tick tock Frantic Tick tick tick tick tick tick tock Frantic Tick tick tick tick tick tick tock Go! Thank you so much for supporting Metallica through all the rough times and all the great times. Metallica loves you! Yeah! Yeah! Fucking a! Metallica! Metallica! Metallica!

Alright Were scanning the scene in the city tonight Were looking for you, to start up a fight Theres an evil feeling in our brains But its nothing new, you know it drives us insane Running, on our way, hiding, you will pay Dying, one thousand deaths Running, on our way, hiding, you will pay Dying, one thousand deaths Searching, seek and destroy Searching, seek and destroy! Searching, seek and destroy Searching, seek and destroy There is no escape and thats for sure This is the end, we wont take any more Say goodbye to the world you live in You always been taking and now youre giving Running, on our way, hiding, you will pay Dying, one thousand deaths Running, on our way, hiding, you will pay Dying, one thousand deaths Searching, seek and destroy Searching, seek and destroy! Searching, seek and destroy Searching, seek and destroy! Our brains are on fire with the feeling to kill And it wont go away until our dreams are fulfilled There is only one thing on our minds Dont try running away, cause youre the one we will find Running, on our way, hiding, you will pay Dying, one thousand deaths Running, on our way, hiding, you will pay Dying, one thousand deaths Searching, seek and destroy Searching, seek and destroy! Searching, seek and destroy Searching, seek and destroy, a-ha ha ha ha

Give me fuel Give me fire Give me that which I desire Ooh! Turn on, I see red Adrenaline crash, crack my head Nitro junkie, paint me dead And I see red One hundred plus through black and white, ha ha War horse, warhead Fuck em man, white knuckles tight Through black and white Ohh, on I burn Fuel is pumping engines Burning hard, loose and clean And I burn Churning my direction Quench my thirst with gasoline So give me fuel Give me fire Give me that which I desire, hey Yeah! Yeah, turn on beyond the bone Swallow future, spit out home Burn your face upon the chrome Yeah! Take the corner, join the crash Headlights, headlines Another junkie lives too fast Lives way too fast, fast, fast, oohh oohh Ohh, and I burn Fuel is pumping engines Burning hard, loose and clean Oooh, and I burn Churning my direction Quench my thirst with gasoline So give me fuel Give me fire Give me that which I desire, ooo-ah Yeah! Hey, hey, hey, hey... Feel it baby Burn motherfucker, burn Ohh, on I burn Fuel is pumping engines Burning hard, loose and clean Oooh, on I burn Churning my direction Quench my thirst with gasoline Give me fuel Give me fire Give me that which I desire, yeah Yeah! Burn! Yeah That felt pretty good

Im only happy when it rains Im only happy when its complicated And though I know you cant appreciate it Im only happy when it rains You know I love it when the news is bad And why it feels so good to feel so sad Im only happy when it rains Pour your misery down Pour your misery down on me Pour your misery down Pour your misery down on me Im only happy when it rains I feel good when things are going wrong I only listen to the sad, sad songs Im only happy when it rains I only smile in the dark My only comfort is the night gone black I didnt accidentally tell you that Im only happy when it rains Youll get the message by the time Im through When I complain about me and you Im only happy when it rains Pour your misery down Pour your misery down on me Pour your misery down Pour your misery down on me Pour your misery down Pour your misery down on me Pour your misery down You can keep me company As long as you dont care Im only happy when it rains You wanna hear about my new obsession? Im riding high upon a deep depression Im only happy when it rains Im only happy when it rains Im only happy when it rains Im only happy when it rains Im only happy when it rains Im only happy when it rains Im only happy when it rains

One Two Three Four If you think you can, well come on man I was a Green Beret in Viet Nam No more of your fairy stories Cause I got my other worries 53rd and 3rd Standing on the street 53rd and 3rd Im tryin to turn a trick 53rd and 3rd Youre the one they never pick 53rd and 3rd Dont make you feel sick ? If you think you can, well come on man I was a Green Beret in Viet Nam No more of your fairy stories Cause I got my other worries 53rd and 3rd Standing on the street 53rd and 3rd Im tryin to turn a trick 53rd and 3rd Youre the one they never pick 53rd and 3rd Dont make you feel sick ? Then I took out my razor blade Then I did what God forbade Now the cops are after me But I proved that Im no sissy 53rd and 3rd Standing on the street 53rd and 3rd Im tryin to turn a trick 53rd and 3rd Youre the one they never pick 53rd and 3rd Dont make you feel sick ? 53rd and 3rd Come on man 53rd and 3rd Im a man baby 53rd and 3rd Your fairy stories 53rd and 3rd Have my other worries

Directed by Michael Kamen

And it feels right this time On this crash course with the big time Pay no mind to the distant thunder New day fills his head with wonder, boy Says it feels right this time Turned around and found the right line Good day to be alive, Sir Good day to be alive, he said, yeah Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel Was just a freight train coming your way Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel Was just the freight train coming your way, yeah Don’t it feel right like this? All the pieces fall to his wish Sucker for that quick reward, boy Sucker for that quick reward, they said Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel Was just a freight train coming your way Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel Was just a freight train coming your way, yeah Its coming your way Its coming your way Yeah Yeah Here it comes Yeah, then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel Was just a freight train coming your way, yeah Then it comes to be, yeah Then it comes to be, yeah Then it comes to be, yeah Then it comes to be, yeah Then it comes to be, yeah Then it comes to be, yeah Then it comes to be, yeah Then it comes to be, yeah

Ive got something to say I killed your baby today It doesnt matter much to me, as long as its dead Ive got something to say I raped your mother today It doesnt matter much to me, as long as shes spread Sweet Lovely Death Just waiting for your breath Come sweet Death One Last Caress Sweet Lovely Death Just waiting for your breath Come sweet Death One Last Caress Ive got something to say I killed your baby today It doesnt matter much to me, as long as its dead Sweet Lovely Death Just waiting for your breath Come sweet Death One Last Caress One Last Caress