Me and you, we got a true connection
I knew it when I saw you at the collection
You act sadder than grief, that number of the beast
It was every man on perfection
Then you went inside of heaven
And my love went to eleven when you

Bang your little head
Bang your little head
Bang your little head

You and me we'll never lose the magic
Running free in ecstasy in chains and leather jackets
Shaking up our clothes on the grave
Where rock and roll was buried
Making out, you make me shout
In the back of the cemetery when you

Bang your little head
Bang your little head
Bang your little head