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