The Weapon (6:30)
Music by Double Devil
Words by Per Aastrup

Now you see my ass behind your wheel,
Flip the key
All attention now I steal,
Realizing
I face my greatest fear,
Of driving all the way there stuck in second gear!
Headlight is dead beneath my feet there is a hole,
The buckle for my belt won’t ever save my soul!
We patch you up,
Again we hit the road
Unleash the beast and its lethal load

Sad metal heart, though a big smile
When the flywheel starts
Way to go down, starts every time
Into the ground, but ’till then you’re mine
Way to go

To a show
No need to even ask,
And then we go
This is your solemn task,
Broken down
Dead stopped there in the street,
You couldn’t move those crucial final feet!
But we don’t care even if you went and died
Still you are the finest lady one could ever buy!
Hard to kill a habit old in age,
It takes us up on yet another stage!

Sad metal..

(Solos - Niels, Per, Per)

Sad metal..