Hey, ba*tardheads. We´re here for all of you.
You say you´re old-school, we say that´s quite untrue.
You´re just embarra**ing, stop acting like a fool.
It seems to be right, but we´re here for the fight with bestial power!
You´re cowards and sinners, you say you´re so true.
Get out of my life ´cause I´m spitting right on you.
Years go by but you still think that your music is the sh**!
Do the Thrash Bang Wallop!
Stop denying, start to believe.
Then I´d say welcome to the pit.
Hey, pay attention. Now I´m talking to you.
Just ´cause you´re hearing metal you ain´t got an high IQ.
Stop talking sh** when you drank a beer or two.
And now let your hair grow, then get in the front row with bestial power!
You´re cowards and sinners, you say you´re so true.
Get out of my life ´cause I´m spitting right on you.
Years go by but you still think that your music is the sh**!
Do the Thrash Bang Wallop!
Stop denying, start to believe.
Then I´d say welcome to the pit.
To hell with all your friends and the bands you’re listening to.
Pop songs with guitars, that is so not cool.
When I see you playing games to get drunk, I have to puke.
It seems to be right, but we´re here for the fight with power for hours!
You´re cowards and sinners, you say you´re so true.
Get out of my life ´cause I´m spitting right on you.
Years go by but you still think that your music is the sh**!
Do the Thrash Bang Wallop!
Stop denying, start to believe.
Then I´d say welcome to the pit.
Years go by but you still think that your music is the sh**!
Do the Thrash Bang Wallop!
Stop denying, start to believe.
Then I´d say welcome to the pit.