YOU CAN BE HERE TOO
THE EIGHTIES MATCHBOX B - LINE DISASTER: Sound of Blood
I wanna fuck your mother - It's a dirty job but someone has to do it well
But please don't tell your father - Or I'll fuck him as well
(Celebrate your mother)
Never in recent history has a band kicked so much ass
Keep your screaming jumped up metal shit
This is the new testament of guitar fuck
Long may the reign supreme
For the sake of all that is pure and holy
Burn James Blunt and his scrawny crotchless little voice at the altar of the 80's
It is what is good for the world
Inpale him on a rusty pole and force him to scream YOUR BEAUTIFUUUUUUL!!!!! while his shit and blood soaked arsehole farts its last breath
All while blaring Mister Mental in his ears
Now thats amore Dean.
This public service announcement was brought to you by the United Front for Music that doesn't Suck Ass
Thank you.
Or how to rally home from the airport in a black ninjamobile, carrying a huge vodka bottle and a scared-to-death 20 year old girl in the backseat.
Thats amore indeed.
AMEN
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Jean Meets Tonic |
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