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Now it's time we raise the stakes And thrash this town we fuckin' hate Your beer prices are way to high Sell it cheap or fucking die! Doormen don't charge us Cause they're scared that we'll charge them We'll leave 'em dead and twitching I couldn't help but notice that the band I came to see Was playing to the speed of Kenny G A trail of victims in my wake Crushing skulls till faces break Another night with the Waste Ungodly scene of guts and beer Bloody faces stiff with fear We only play the fast shit here! THRASH! Don't mind if I do Storm of pain-troops of thrash Four (chill) dudes that will whip your ass Sites are set-now it's time Thrash out of your mind! Thrash don't mind if I do! Aus Songtexte Mania