Lock the steel door door (versione 3)

Intro

(Oi)

Sub-bass rumbling through the wet gravel (gravel)

Lock the steel door (door)

(Vai)

Verse

Two-inch gash on the left forearm

Cut from a fender, didn't sound no alarm (alarm)

Kerosene puddle on the warehouse tile

Step in the center with a crooked-tooth smile (smile)

Ten past three and the sub hits raw

Vibrate the copper in my lower left jaw (jaw)

Dirty white sneakers with the soles split through

Walking on glass like a sacrament due (due)

Got no license, got no badge, got no home

Just a ribcage vibrating down to the bone (bone)

Spit on the circuit, make the fuse spark out

This ain't a party, it's an ugly blackout (blackout)

Static on the collar where the sweat ring sits

Count five hundred in the mosh pit splits (splits)

Watch the grey cement take another red stain

Bow to the noise and we welcome the pain (pain)

Chorus

Black tape, cold sweat, iron in the teeth (teeth)

Ritual frenzy in the gut underneath (underneath)

Step in the circle when the speaker cone tears (tears)

Nobody clean when the red strobe flares (flares)

Black tape, cold sweat, iron in the teeth (teeth)

Ritual frenzy in the gut underneath (underneath)

Verse

Engine oil baptism, wipe it on the brow

Never learned later, only know right now (now)

Tear off the rearview, look me in the eye

Ain't a single pretty angel underneath this sky (sky)

Chokehold rhythm when the kick drum drops

Shake down the alley where the siren never stops (stops)

Rust on the knuckles and the chainlink fence

Everything cheap makes a whole lot of sense (sense)

Keep your velvet, keep your soft white bed

I want the thunder knocking holes in my head (head)

Pavement priest in a torn windbreaker

Crush every rule from the law to the maker (maker)

Spit full of gravel and the tongue stays sharp

Ripping through the wire in the midnight park (park)

Yellow street fixture blinking out of time

Holy is the fever and the filth and the grime (grime)

Chorus

Black tape, cold sweat, iron in the teeth (teeth)

Ritual frenzy in the gut underneath (underneath)

Step in the circle when the speaker cone tears (tears)

Nobody clean when the red strobe flares (flares)

Black tape, cold sweat, iron in the teeth (teeth)

Ritual frenzy in the gut underneath (underneath)

Bridge

No morning coming that can scrub me clear

I feed on the friction and the panic and the gear (gear)

Tear the clean skin, let the shadow show wide

Every broken creature running wild on my side (side)

Floorboards rattle, generator burns red

Living in the wreckage like the living ain't dead (dead)

Outro

(Oi)

Ritual frenzy (frenzy)

Circle don't close (close)

Iron in the teeth (teeth)

(Vai)

Iron in the teeth (teeth)

Shut the grid down.