Guitar Solo (Live at Kabuki Theatre, San Francisco, CA – Mar. 15th, 1985) - Metallica

Say your prayers, little one Don't forget, my son To include everyone I tuck you in, warm within Keep you free from sin Till the sandman he comes Sleep with one eye open Gripping your pillow tight Exit light Enter night Take my hand We're off to never never land Something's wrong, shut the light Heavy thoughts tonight And they aren't of Snow White Dreams of war, dreams of liars Dreams of dragon's fire And of things that will bite, yeah Sleep with one eye open Gripping your pillow tight Exit light Enter night Take my hand We're off to never never land Yeah, yeah Now I lay me down to sleep (Now I lay me down to sleep) Pray the Lord my soul to keep (Pray the Lord my soul to keep) If I die before I wake (If I die before I wake) Pray the Lord my soul to take (Pray the Lord my soul to take) Hush little baby, don't say a word And never mind that noise you heard It's just the beasts under your bed In your closet, in your head Exit light Enter night Grain of sand Exit light Enter night Take my hand We're off to never never land Yeah ahaaha Boo, yeah yeah Yo oh We're off to never never land Take my hand We're off to never never land Take my hand We're off to never never land We're off to never never land We're off to never never land We're off to never never land

So close, no matter how far Couldn't be much more from the heart Forever trust in who we are And nothing else matters Never opened myself this way Life is ours, we live it our way All these words, I don't just say And nothing else matters Trust I seek and I find in you Every day for us something new Open mind for a different view And nothing else matters Never cared for what they do Never cared for what they know And I know So close, no matter how far Couldn't be much more from the heart Forever trusting who we are And nothing else matters Never cared for what they do Never cared for what they know And I know, yeah I never opened myself this way Life is ours, we live it our way All these words, I don't just say And nothing else matters Trust I seek and I find in you Every day for us something new Open mind for a different view And nothing else matters Never cared for what they say Never cared for games they play Never cared for what they do Never cared for what they know And I know, ooh, yeah So close, no matter how far Couldn't be much more from the heart Forever trust in who we are No, nothing else matters

Here's a song we hope you know Let's have it On a long, lonesome highway East of Omaha Can listen to the engines moanin' out his one note song Think about the woman The girl you knew the night before But your thoughts will soon be wanderin' The way they always do When you're ridin' sixteen hours Nothin' much to do And you don't feel much like ridin' You wish the trip was through And here I am On the road again Here I am Up on the stage Here I go Playin' star again Here I go Turn the page So you walk into this restaurant All strung out from the road And you feel the eyes upon you As you're shakin' off the cold You pretend it doesn't bother you But you just want to explode Yeah, most times you can't hear 'em talk Other times you can, all the same old cliché's "Is it woman? Or is it man?" And you always seem outnumbered You don't dare make your stand Make your stand And here I am On the road again Here I am Up on the stage Here I go Playin' star again Here I go Turn the page Out there in the spotlight You're a million miles away Every ounce of energy You're tryin' give away As the sweat pours out your body Like the music that you play Later in the evenin' As you lie awake in bed With the echoes of the amplifiers ringin' in your head You smoke the day's last cigarette Rememberin' what she said What she said She said here I am On the road again Here I am Up on that stage There you go You're playin' star again There you go Turn that page Here I am On the road again Here I am Up on the stage Here I go Playin' star again There I go There I go Alright, alright, alright, thank you guys How come we don't get a couch? We get these hard, hard stools You see a doctor about that Those guys get chocolate Oh right, oh god (Alex! Alex!) Yeah! You got a coffee table too Wow, everyone does You got snacks, wow Those guys really go all out You got peanuts, okay