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No light fantastic ever crosses my mind That meditation stuff can make you go blind Just crank that volume to the point of pain Why waste good music on a brain Heavy (heavy) duty (duty) Heavy duty rock 'n' roll Heavy (heavy) duty (duty) Brings out the duty in my soul I see you dancing there in front of the band You're playing your solos with no guitar in your hands I don't call no punches, I wouldn't waste your time And just 'cos it pays, that ain't no crime Heavy (heavy) duty (duty) Heavy duty rock 'n' roll Heavy (heavy) duty (duty) Brings out the duty in my soul I don't need a woman, I won't take me no wife I got the rock 'n' roll and that'll be my life No page in history baby, that I don't need I just wanna make some eardrums bleed Heavy (heavy) duty (duty) Heavy duty rock 'n' roll Heavy (heavy) duty (duty) Brings out the duty in my soul From Letras Mania