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From the album Metallica, Enter Sandman was a #10 hit for Metallica in 1991.

Kirk Hammett, Lars Ulrich & James Hetfield

J's Journal:
This is a song about a guy with big hair who was having a bad hair day. That made for a big, bad hair day. When I got the idea for this song in 1992-93, it was just too good to be true. The title said it all, and the music had just the mood of menace necessary to tell Samson's story. It turned out to be "some kind of monster" hit for us. It's possibly our most-requested song in concert, certainly in the top five all-time. We did an earlier version on the original "Radical History Tour" cassette in 1994, but we deleted it when we released "Radical History Tour" on CD in 1999. We knew the revised version we were about to put on "Biblical Graffiti" would be much better. Weird Al's drummer, Jon "Bermuda" Schwartz played on that second version. He did it in two takes with no advance practice, aside from the fact that he once played in a polka medley with Al. Amazing. If Samson were around today, I think he'd probably be a Metallica fan. And just like them, he started out with long hair, got it shaved off, and then started growing it long again.
Genre: Modern Rock
Length: 5:31

Enter Samson
Parody of "Enter Sandman" by Metallica
(Judges 13-16)

See my hair, it's so long! How'd I get so strong?
There's a clue in this song
I've got you pinned! Always win! Rip you limb from limb
When old Samson is done!
See this one guy only whippin' your Philistines!
Exercise isn't why! Shave my head!
I'll be just another man!
Something's wrong 'cause my might headed south tonight  
In the arms of Delilah
She was a thorn in my side, she would nag and cry
And I think she's a spy
Sleepin' when I woke up, in came the Philistines
Exit might! End of sight! Chained my hands!
Took me to another land!
Now they made me blind and weak
They cavort and hold a feast
If I die a foreign slave
Pray the Lord these poles to shake
Watch little pagans! Don't fail me Lord!
They made me blind I'm sure you've heard
Make this a feast they won't forget
Bring their bloodshed on their heads!
Make things right! End their lives! Take a stand!
Take this life! End it right! Take my hands!
Crush them into desert sand! Boom!

©1999 Parodudes Music, Inc.