Wehrmacht - B.o.s. (barriage Of Skankers) lyrics

Wanna-be's here, and cheeseheads there, dicks give me sh** abou my hair! f**'em all, they can blab if they want. It's their f**ing lives, we will haunt. Posuers, wa*kers, mersheads, the Crues. the Ratt's, the W.A.S.P.'s. They all got s**er follo- wers that spend a high cost, I'm not here for cash, I just wanna thrash. For stupid groups like those we laugh when they all pose. I like my music best cause it pukes of all the rest. [Chorus:] Get in out face...and your bloody guts will spill Too many trendy's, crowdin up the streets, it's their followers that are very weak. Don't they realize they look too neat! If they really want excitement, they should jump in out slam pit!... Maybe they'll enjoy it, or may they'll regret it and run out like hell. Super high P.A. dives clearing all the crowd. All rockers left, cus were just too loud! Army boots stomping and elbows swinging... Bodies bruised up and battered heads stinging!! [Repeat Chorus. Beginning.]