Trash All Night

Axegressor

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    yesterday's gig didn't go well
    two died, the rest went through hell
    braindead bangers broke their own bones
    but still they thrashed all night long
    their mania was so fucking strong
    in the hospital beds you hear them moan

    Trash
    all night
    Feels
    all right
    club is fucked up
    but they cannot stop
    They cannot stop!

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    thrashing and moshing is their whole life
    they don't have kids or wives
    filthy outlaws out of control
    if you see them coming to your place
    you better try to hide your face
    they will tear down the walls

    a week later another gig again
    bangers arrive by subway and train
    drink two sixpacks, now it feels good
    drunken divers jumping from stage
    banging their heads in senseless rage
    they don't need no fucking food

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