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ass Sorry guys I can't make it Maybe next time, think I'll pass Don't make her mad, don't make her sad A fate for you that's worse than death you're a
Can you do the Milano Mosh? You think that, you're really hard You think, that you can mosh Got your suspenders, and got your boots Better wear armor
I woke up, can't wait to eat Got my cereal, boy was I beat Opened the fridge, and to my dismay There was no milk, my mother will pay CHORUS: I want some
Chromatic Death Chromatic Death
Fuck the middle east There's too many problems They just get in the way We sure could live without them They hijack our planes They raise our oil prices
He'll back the car over grandma, then dissect her cat With his Stormtroopers of Death, he'll come to your town Their Uzi's rip through flesh, then it's
skin Losing weight but I swell Wish I'd die and leave this hell Cannot stop no turning back Rays that burn my front and back Our solar death that we
Cause don't you know that we'll all feel Better once you're gone away CHORUS - MOSH PART You're a loser, there's nothing left for you A worthless loser, at
play hardcore Well that's a bunch of shit You're just a bunch of snot nosed kids A real group of tits You make your bed you lay in I bet it's made of
I want You don't know what I need Why must I repeat myself Can't you fuckin' read? Nice fuckin' accents Why can't you speak like me What's that dot on
blood begins to splat On his sweater and his hat His rotted mouth smiles as you die His color's red and green His skin's not what it seems He rips at
You see them in the front At every fuckin' show Fist banging maniacs With heads that move so slow Who wants to see a fist Right in their fucking face
Going out to drink beer Having laoding and loads of fun Don't complain spring break is here Hanging out in P G's CHORUS: Pi Alpha Nu Pi Alpha Nu Hanging
He's dead.
It doesn't matter how you wear your hair It's what's inside your head United Forces stand for all strong far Black, white