The Maestro Abides

by Henry Metal

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'The Maestro Abides' is Henry Metal's third full length album released in July of 2017.

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released July 2, 2017

Artwork by Valentina Migliore

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Henry Metal remembers a time when bass and drums roared whilst sweet vocals and guitars soared. His musical message of absolute, unrelenting resistance to everything captures our darker nature in vibration and language and serves it up with a savory, steaming side of 'wah wah do diddle diddle da da'.

Bottom line? Life is short. Celebrate Henry's entire catalog ASAP.
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Track Name: Thought Police (Song for America)
This is a song for the greatest land in the world
Yeah this is a song for America
This is a tune for the land I love
Yeah this is a tune for America
Sea to shining sea, a shining land for you and me
Woah, you better believe it's America
So if you do not like the words I'm singing right now
You can suck my nuts
Cause I live in America

Yeow!!!

We were born in the heartland baby, and you got reason to fear it
Cause we know bullshit when we hear it
A revolution of mind, and now is the time
To take back our choices and our spirit

So thought police beware
You have no jurisdiction here
Home of the free, land of the brave
Place where I can say whatever I want to say

You sing to the sheep, feed them lies to believe
You ruin things beyond repair
In your world wrong is right, up is down, black is white
You have caused nothing but despair

So thought police beware
You have no jurisdiction here
Home of the free, land of the brave
Place where I can say whatever I want to say

Anything at all...

We have been occupied, the pied piper lied
Their job is to divide... Their job is to divide

And there are places still today
Where you can not say what you want to say
And there are tyrrants who oppress
The truth which causes them distress

But thought police beware
You have no jurisdiction here
Home of the free, land of the brave
Place where I can say whatever I want to say
Track Name: Rock n Roll Rebel
Rock n roll rebel you might be the devil and you must take a stand
Rock n roll rebel you can't be defeated cause you're the frigging man
Rock n roll rebel fights for a cause cause causes need fighting for
You must come correct or the rock n roll rebel will show you the frigging door

Born on the Bayou, raised by wolves, I'm a seventh son
When I could talk my mamma done told me “Boy you're the chosen one”
Before the Lord I testify, I was born to run

Rock n roll rebel you might be the devil and you must take a stand
Rock n roll rebel you can't be defeated cause you're the frigging man

I hit the road on a motorbike, ride away my sins
Risin' moon and the howlin' wind, I come around again
Lawman lookin' out for me, Lord but he don't stand a chance
Cause underneath a blood red sky, baby I was born to dance

Rock n roll rebel you might be the devil and you must take a stand
Rock n roll rebel you can't be defeated cause you're the frigging man

Rock with might, rock so tight, rock it right, rock tonight...

Rock n roll rebel will fight for a cause because causes need fighting for
You must come correct or the rock n roll rebel shall show you the frigging door
Rock n roll rebel you might be the devil and you must take a stand
Rock n roll rebel you can't be defeated cause you're the frigging man
Track Name: Rock n Roll Sheriff
Here cometh the law man, you had best prepare
Here cometh the law man, you had best beware

Kickin' butt for a livin' the first or second on the scene
And if you deal your drugs in the wrong neighborhood
You'll see the man get mean

Rock n Roll Sheriff, you shall stand your ground
Vanquishing foes at lightening speed
While barely movin' around

With the tail o' pony proudly on his head
Shall he make the blood of the unjust run red

Rock n Roll Sheriff, you shall stand your ground
Vanquishing foes at lightening speed
While barely movin' around

Sheriff startin' a brawl in an Indian shawl
Sheriff throwin' a dude through the drywall
You causin' trouble in this town boy?
I know the man to put you down
Karate chop to the throat
In a leather overcoat
10-4 Roger from the squad car
Sweetest licks emanating from his guitar

And when the Sheriff has been displeased
It's then that you shall receive
The type of blow that will cleanse your soul
That you may be redeemed

Rock n Roll Sheriff, you shall stand your ground
Vanquishing foes at lightening speed
While barely movin' around
Track Name: Speed Walker!
Ankle bands are in place, wrist bands are tight
The crisp morning air reassures me that I'm doin' it right

Exercise without breakin' a sweat
And if I blow on by you don't get upset
Headphones are on and then I'm jammin' to rhymes
Keepin' ground shoe contact at all times

Most doctors tend to agree speed walking is a great form of exercise
In this way myriad health benefits are realized

Be it indoor or outdoor, all I need is a floor
If it's inclimate weather, I'm at the mall, blowin' past retail stores

Exercise without breakin' a sweat
And should I blaze on by you don't get upset
Headphones are on and then I'm jammin' to rhymes
Keepin' shoe ground contact at all times

Most doctors tend to agree speed walking is a great form of exercise
In this way myriad health benefits are realized

Movin' along at a good pace, havin' fun
I'm breathin' hard now, under the gun
Just up ahead there will be
A little break for granola bar and coffee
go...

Looks like Aunt Annie's Pretzels comin' up on the right
A pair of sunglasses and a visor – my speed walkin' disguise!

Most doctors tend to agree speed walking is a great form of exercise
In this way myriad health benefits are realized
Track Name: Models and Bottles
Going to the club, looking very sweet
On the prowl tonight for a buttery treat
I will tell her 'bout my riches and my job
She will be impressed and be about my knob

Hey, it's me, sayin' the coolest shit you ever heard
I like jet air planes, I been all over the world
See this wad? It contains mass dollars
You see this shirt? It contains a popped collar

Girls will recognize we are socially able
And then we will invite them to sit at the table
We will laugh and engage in mild high jinx
The girls will be amazed by the action and the drinks

(models and bottles) I think it's about time
(models and bottles) that I got mine
(models and bottles) I hope you'll agree
(models and bottles) that's the way it should be

Over here, hey, it's me
Are you prepared for some prime douche baggery?
I'm a big deal and yeah I know it
But that's cool, because I own it

We will be funny and tell great lies
We'll touch them subtly on the face and the thighs
Two bottles of Kettle and one champaign
Cause bein' cool is the name of the game

(models and bottles) I think it's about time
(models and bottles) that I got mine
(models and bottles) I hope you'll agree
(models and bottles) that's the way it should be

Let me be clear tonight
That I enjoy the finer things in life

Oh you got a Bentley?
I just bought a Rolls'
yeah, oh you got a Ferarri?
I just got a boat
You got one too?
Yeah but I got a real one
Don't you know I'm in AI startups son?
You got an island?
Yeah, I just bought three
Two for the weekend, one just for me
Plus I look better in just a cotton T

(models and bottles) I think it's about time
(models and bottles) that I got mine
(models and bottles) I hope you'll agree
(models and bottles) that's the way it should be

(models and bottles) livin' that suite life
(models and bottles) droppin' that sweet dime
(models and bottles) and who knew?
(models and bottles) that's the thing to do
Track Name: Bankster
Let's go...

If somethin' smells fishy, you understand it wrong
Cause I make the very best rules up as we go along
It's a difficult job to milk society dry
If you wanna keep the faith you gotta change up the lie

I sell you hope, cause I know you can't see
That all the actual hope is reserved for me, cause...

What I do is I wear a suit
and I say the things that prove I'm smarter than you
Don't worry you could never understand
cause you're not a Bankster and I am

I sell hope in a future that probably doesn't exist
You say you don't need the money, take it I insist
I give you a rate and I say jump
The tax payers can work three jobs if we hit a slump

Who says a banknote is slavery?
If you don't like it you can live in the street for free, cause...

What I do is I wear a suit
and I say the things that prove I'm smarter than you
Don't worry you could never understand
cause you're not a Bankster and I am

I make inflation, fiscal castration
I turn your labor into a favor
I keep the treadmill set on fast
I steal the wealth you have amassed
I turn intelligence into a joke
I turn your value into smoke

I take a fee on the rest of your life
and spend it on dinner strip clubs tonight
We came up with a new multiplication trick
to help your pension funds suck our d***
Cause what I do is I wear a suit,
and say all the things that prove I'm smarter than you
So don't worry you'll never understand
cause you're not a Bankster and I am
Track Name: The Maestro Still Abides
One day I see this funny lookin' dude
I say who the f*** are you?
He says, who the f*** are you?
I'm the maestro motherf****

You guys been runnin' around like a bunch of buttheads
Tearin' the world apart
Thinkin' you're gonna somehow slip by the Lord of Death
With your rotten heart
And the joker and the theif are still confused as they ever been
Still can't get no relief
And the princes are still circlin' your marketplace
They stealin' everything, but you know,

You can keep me waiting here
All alone for a thousand years
Burn out my ears and eyes
But the maestro still abides

So I say maestro, that sounds like some deep s***
But I don't know what you're talkin' about
And he says yeah, you don't know much
It's cause you runnin' around singing for these ass****
for your supper and your lunch
When you gonna wake up and take your life back
from this stupid ****
Ain't nobody gonna just hand it back to you
If you can't grab it

You can keep me waiting here
All alone for a thousand years
Burn out my ears and eyes
But the maestro still abides

Man you guys, don't you realize, the maestro still abides?

Burn out my ears and eyes, drown out their wretched cries
Replace the whole world with lies but the maestro still abides
Track Name: Pen Man
Why is this useless stick in the drawer?
I will not stand for this anymore
Did it work when you put it back?
Did you leave it here just to get a laugh?

Why would they sell this thing to you
With such a little tiny bit of ink in the tube?
Someone needs to take the time
To make these things right

Pen Man, can't you make these things right?
Fill them up high
Pen Man, oh I beg you rethink
The correct amount of ink

I'm only halfway down the page
When I'm left stranded in a rage
The bag contained ten or twenty
They could have filled just one for the money

Pen Man, can't you make these things right?
Fill them to a reasonable height
Pen Man, oh I beg you rethink
The right amount of ink

Oh Yeah!
Please don't get me started on printer cartridges
If I ever meet that mother*** he gonna need stitches
In a world where the greed has become so drastic
It seems we're in a race to waste all the plastic

Pen Man, can't you make these things right?
Fill them to a reasonable height
Pen Man, oh I beg you rethink
The right amount of ink
Track Name: On With The Show
oye... oye... oye... oye...

corporate bullshit is the reason music sucks
tryin' to feed us garbage just to make a buck
the same 10 bands playin' all our lives
corporate greed in a rock n roll disguise

this isn't business this is art
this is rock n roll not Walmart
so take your sales stats and go


and let us get on with the show...

giving zero f***'s if the radio wants to play Henry
giving zero f***'s if they thing that we are trendy
corporate music is garbage and that's a fact
just the same stupid junk that they've repacked

this isn't business this is art
this is rock n roll not Walmart
so take your sales stats and go

and let us get on with the show...

and I don't care about their contracts
don't care if the stadium's packed
cause we got our own little thing
and we don't kiss the ring

this isn't business this is art
this is rock n roll not Walmart

so let us get on with the show...