Из альбома: Judas Goats and Dieseleaters
Why don't you just whip 'em out and measure dicks to find out who's the bigger man
It'll save us from your macho bullshit
Let me say this in words you can understand; it's not just dancing "bro", and you're not just "going off" because you're "stoked" on some "sick" band with "crucial" breakdowns
You're not "accidentally" hitting people
But even if you are, that's like putting perfume on a pile of shit and calling it a fucking rose
I've had enough excuses
I won't eat shit anymore
This ends now