Hang 'Em High

Marshall stacks pilled high 
Look like girls 
But they're guys 
Lots of hair with tons of gel 
They sing just like 
Hounds from Hell 
Hang 'em high, hang 'em high, hang 'em high, 
Watch them die 

Flying fingers, lots of notes 
Where the Hell did they 
Find those clothes? 
Arenas full of banging heads 
Making noise to wake the dead 
Hang 'em high 
Hang 'em high 
Hang 'em high 
Watch them die