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Screamin, fearing
Are you ready to die?
Cryin, whinin
Get the fuck back in line
Total destruction
Is my desire
You only have yourself to blame
(Chorus)
You can scratch and claw
At the back door
But you're never coming in
We're finally done with you
You rotten scum
And now we're cashing in
You run you hide
Your life's a lie
The filth an fucking trash you crave
Exterminate the weak!
Flying, driving
A ticket to hell
Seeing, fleeing
Bang goes the bell!
Got you in a corner, beggin for your life, and the water works start to flow
Hands around your throat squeezin the life out, tell your maker it was time to go!
(Chorus)
But we call it...
Keepin those cats at bay!!
Keepin those cats at bay!!
Keepin those cats at bay!!
Keepin those cats at bay!
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Tight leather pants
Patched denim vest
Silver skull rings
I rock the best
I shotgun beers
And worship Baphomet
I scream, "Slayer!"
When under arrest
(Chorus)
Shredded eardrums
Combat boots
Death to posers
Roots bloody roots
Circle pits
Live for it
Stage dive
For my pride
Fake blood
Studded belt
Arm length sweatbands
Faces melt
Prozac, Lithium
And Ritalin
Won't keep my sinning out
And my demons it
(chorus)
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Three in the Morning
04:24
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Muscles firm, I hit the town
as an alpha male, 'ain't gotta frown
comin at you with hell on my heels
if you're not down to fuck, then tell me
what's the deal?
A member of highest society
I'm a stranger to sobriety
a little bit of this, a little bit of that
what's a guy gotta do to get up
in that ass?
Ooh hah!
I done fucked your mother
Ooh hah!
I'm your sisters lover
Ooh hah!
Don't care about your brother
Ooh hah!
After me there is no other
(Chorus)
Three! In the Goddam Morning!
Two black eyes, my jaw is killing me
Cops threw me in their backseat
Don't know how I'm gonna plea
At least I banged that bitch for free
A buzzer sound, who posted bail?
How did last night become such an epic fail?
Popped collars no longer close the sale?
Thank god im out of fucking jail!
Ooh hah!
I done fucked your mother
Ooh hah
I'm your sisters lover
ooh hah
Don't care bout your brother
Ooh hah
After me there is no other
(chorus) Three! In the Goddam Morning!
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Riptorn
06:11
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Let me in
To my home
What's with this door?
I just want in
Ive been drinkin
And im sauced again
My lamp looks like
Security guard
I need some light
The ain't your home
This is a bank
Sir, come with me!
The ain't your home
This is a bank
Sir, come with me!
Lawyer Up! Lawyer Up! Lawyer Up!
I'm calling my Attorney!
Lawyer Up! Lawyer up! Lawyer Up!
I'm calling my Attorney!
(Chorus)
WE ARE RIPTORN
we're riptorn, we're riptorn
That ain't the maid
Loan department?
A teller's name?
Gotta go
Make a deposit
In the vacuum hole
People stare
Who let em in?
Fuck it, i dont care
Cuff him, guys
Don't make him cry
get him out of line
Cuff him, guys
Dont make him cry
Get him out of line
Now You're fucked! Now you're fucked! Now you're fucked!
I'm calling my Attorney!
Now You're fucked! Now you're fucked! Now you're fucked!
I'm calling my Attorney!
(Chorus)
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Riptorn Tampa, Florida
Thrash metal from Tampa, Florida
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