When we're not feeling strong, we grab the mic and sing along...
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Na na na na, etc.
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Whenever I go to a show it always feels like I've been time warped back to the eleventh grade.
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The scene's uniting so the gangs can keep on fighting.
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"Don't say the wrong thing or I'll see you in the parking lot."
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Brass knuckles are a great equalizer when you have no self-esteem.
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If one guy is outnumbered, how are you the winning team?
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Don't get mad if you're hit in the "mosh pit." This is a friendly release.
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I doubt that some fourteen-year-old is trying to disturb your peace.
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When you bring your fist back to start the attack think about the kid.
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You're much too old. He's all alone.
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Walk away. Don't kick his fucking ass.
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So if I kissed you on the noise or offered you a hug
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how could you possibly still wanna fight?
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We'll drink some beers (or if you're straight edge, we'll drink cola)
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and we'll talk about how much we both liked Scarface.
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You'll back down because you're homophobic.
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Gold medals go to the pacifists who won't fight you.
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Sorry, dude, this is passive resistance.
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Because we're all here for the same stupid reason, we all like some stupid band.
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So let's sing loud, proud and clear in a language we both understand.
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When you bring your fist back to start the attack,
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Think about the reason you went to shows at twelve years old.
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We all felt alone. It was NOT to kick my ass.
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Happy Anterrabae Day!!!
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Bomb The Music Industry! |