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Who are you to tell me what I should and should not do?
That sex and drugs and rock and roll are some sort of taboo
Those wings that scrape the sky, fucking halo on your head
To live untrue and suck like you, I'd rather be shot dead
Tell me I'm a demon, now you hear me scream
You'll never grind me down
Wreck my brain and drive a boy insane
Try to grind me down
Tell me to reform, that I must conform
You can't shove me 'round
I'd rather reign in hell and fucking ring my bell
Than let you grind me down
Rape my mind and tell me that you'll throw me in the street
I'd rather be the rattlesnake a-biting at your feet
Your feathered wings will burn, fucking halo turn to dust
And I'm the one to whom the world will turn to satisfy their lust
[Solo Banks]
Tell me I'm a demon, now you hear me scream
You'll never grind me down
Wreck my brain and drive a boy insane
Try to grind me down
Tell me to reform, that I must conform
You can't shove me 'round
I'd rather reign in hell and fucking ring my bell
Than let you grind me down
Grind me down
Fuck me 'round
Grind me
Down!
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S.A.Y.B.D.
04:26
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When the moon is like a beacon, shining in the black of night
There'll be a visitor at your back door that you won't have to invite
Hear him slithering on the floorboards, whispering your name
And you know he doesn't love you but he'll tell you just the same
The 'Snake is foaming at the mouth, preparing for the feast
Coiled around your naked skin, between them satin sheets
He'll storm your castle wall, turn them barricades to ash
And hammer down your back door like a gangster who's owed cash
There's a 'Snake at your back door
Can never get enough, he's always wanting more
He's a loving carnivore
So give it up to the 'Snake at your back door
The 'Snake will get just what he wants, it's pointless to resist
He'll silence all your moaning with an acrid venom kiss
He'll hypnotise and mystify with darkest devilry
And then he'll tell you plain as day, "Surrender unto me!"
[Solo Banks]
[Solo Dikkens]
There's a 'Snake at your back door
Can never get enough, he's always wanting more
He's a loving carnivore
So give it up to the 'Snake at your back door
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Jüggernaut
03:46
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Ignition turns
The rubber burns
The pistons flare
A turbo-charged nitro-fuelled
Trojan horse
Exerting force
Like a thunderbolt
.45 slug from a colt
The hot chrome sears
The shift in gears
On eighteen wheels
Of hell-raising, rampaging
Buildings shake
Highways quake
This doom train rolls
And razes cities to the ground
Make no mistake
Got what it takes
I'm building steam and I ain't gonna hit the brakes
This blood I sought
It can't be fought
I'll spin you 'round and then I'll run you down like a juggernaut
[Solo Dikkens]
Push 105
In overdrive
Foot to the floor
Ploughing through reams of the
Innocent
I wont relent
'Til all is ruined
Life's essence consumed by the steel
Make no mistake
Got what it takes
I'm building steam and I ain't gonna hit the brakes
This blood I sought
It can't be fought
I'll spin you 'round and then I'll run you down like a juggernaut
[Solo Banks]
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Tröusersnake Waterford, Ireland
Tröusersnake is a backlash against the bland, cookie-cutter alt-rock scene of the modern day; pumping vintage, thuggish sleaze rock back into the polluted airwaves.
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