Time to charge, time to destroy
Cuts and bruises, a life’s story
They like to say, we have no respect
Maybe those fucks just feel a threat
Cuts and bruises, a life’s story
They like to say, we have no respect
Maybe those fucks just feel a threat
Filthy fucking punks!
Filthy fucking punks!
Filthy fucking punks!
Filthy fucking punks!
A reign of terror, an insurgency
Bullets and protest and anarchy!
Filthy fucking punks!
Filthy fucking punks!
Filthy fucking punks!
Filthy fucking punks!
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