P.o.s. - Safety in Speed (Heavy Metal) lyrics

I've only walked out on one single movie It was an action-adventure It was a blood-s**ing summer And the posters in the lobby of the theater called it "Predator" I called it weak and unwatchable Carl Weathers and two future governors You know, that's really unacceptable We gotta stop falling for these double speakers from the double features We gotta keep 'em in the theaters So put your head up to the speakers This is what it's like to stop talking and finally hear me I'm concerned you're itchin' to burn I know you're dying to know, homie I'm dying to listen and learn So put your head up to the headphones This is what it's like to drown out the psychos I'm concerned you're itchin' to burn I know you're dying to do it, but homie you gotta see how it's done So put your gun in the shoebox Put the box in the back of your closet and close the door Between the kegs and the Maiden CD I think this party's got about as much heavy metal as it's gonna need So put your head up to the speakers This is what it's like to stop talking and finally hear me See, we ain't got time to bleed We hit the highways, when skating on thin ice the safety's in speed You ever feel like you're being tricked Tricked-out, dicked, dicked around with or flat out lied to? Welcome to Hollywood D.C Where Reagan youth grew up cowboys off Ronnie's westerns That shoot em up and steal the bucks Tell 'em what's love and giddy-up, yeah off into the sunset Years later we watched the Running Man and two of 'em ran and won Too star-struck to stick with the plan, huh I shoulda switched to Marlboros, them cowboy k**ers 'Cause cowboys are k**ing Camel Lights And some mustache punked the evil Jafar But for a middle eastern guy, I think Aladdin looked kinda white We open wide and catch a bite of villain image We swallow it and feed it to the kids if the song's alright That's just the way it be, eyes wide shut up and sit down Put your hands up for your turn to speak So put your head up to the speakers This is what it's like to stop talking and finally hear me I'm concerned you're itchin' to burn I know you're dying to know, homie I'm dying to listen and learn So put your head up to the headphones This is what it's like to drown out the psychos I'm concerned you're itchin' to burn I know you're dying to do it, but homie you gotta see how it's done So put your gun in the shoebox Put the box in the back of your closet and close the door Between the kegs and the Maiden CD I think this party's got about as much heavy metal as it's gonna need So put your head up to the speakers You know, this is what it's like to stop talking and hear me See, we ain't got time to bleed We hit the highways, when skating on thin ice the safety's in speed I got my Nikon, let's get our Knife on And get a couple snapshots of a bad move I got my Nikon, let's get our Knife on And get a couple snapshots of a bad move I got my Nikon, let's get our Knife on And get a couple snapshots of a bad move I got my Nikon, let's get our Knife on And get a couple snapshots of a bad move I got my Nikon, let's get our Knife on And get a couple snapshots of a bad move I got my Nikon, let's get our Knife on And get a couple snapshots of a bad move Can you turn on the light? 'ause I forgot the flash Want these proofs to prove what not to do