Rising up with a steely genome
We hit the ground like a comet of chrome
Dressed in black - leather, spikes and chains
As rhythm through our veins
We hit the ground like a comet of chrome
Dressed in black - leather, spikes and chains
As rhythm through our veins
We're the guardians
Of nonconformity
The dreaded bogeymen
When we show up the brainwashed flee
Don't bullshit us anymore!
Stop the muzak! Just pull back those bad tracks!
Don't bullshit us anymore!
If you refuse to progress
We'll lecture you in loudness
We want Metal on the radio
Don't bullshit us! Don't bullshit us anymore!
Stations lost when we storm their rooms
Presenters hide 'cause their dodges are doomed
The volume's now under our control
See banging heads from pole to pole
We're the guardians
Of nonconformity
The dreaded bogeymen
When we show up the brainwashed flee
Don't bullshit us anymore!
Stop the muzak! Just pull back those bad tracks!
Don't bullshit us anymore!
If you refuse to progress
We'll lecture you in loudness
We want Metal on the radio
Don't bullshit us! Don't bullshit us anymore!
We'll wipe out crappy pop
No more pollution audio
Our wall of sound will rock
All loyal bangers show for show
We're the guardians
Of nonconformity
The dreaded bogeymen
When we show up the brainwashed flee
Don't bullshit us anymore!
Stop the muzak! Just pull back those bad tracks!
Don't bullshit us anymore!
If you refuse to progress
We'll lecture you in loudness
We want Metal on the radio
Don't bullshit us! Don't bullshit us anymore!
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